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Over 50 years ago, an alien spaceship landed, it was never announced to the public. Instead a secret organization of the government took care of them. Capturing the aliens, they remain locked up in area 51. However the order to use them has just been given.
In the streets all around the USA children have stared to disappear everywhere, but no one knows where they disappear to. Not that they care, these children are just orphans, living off the money they rob from people.
Source: Application Notice For Wish
Loyal scientists needed! Are you good at science and willing to put your life on the line to revolutionize the world of war? If so then please contact Mr S at:
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Source: Letter For Wish Applicants
Dear Willing Participant,
I am writing on regard to the application you have sent me. Oh don’t worry about a CV or anything like that, you just saying you want to join is enough to get you inside the door. We will arrange a meeting time soon, however there are some things you must be aware of.
We are known as Wish, created over 30 years ago and run by the government. We specialize in the creation of creatures known as super-humans. Until now we have had no such luck, however the government gave us permission to use the technology and DNA from two aliens they have locked up in Area 51. Now, we have successfully created a super-human.
If your wondering how we get subjects, we actually pick up some little children off the streets. Those with no hope left, and we give them a new life.
By creating these super-humans we wish to use them in the future for wars. It will allow us to win them without the use of nuclear weapons (which destroy much more than the enemy)
I suppose I should inform you of the reason we are recruiting. A rival company over in Russia, caught wind of what we are trying to do. My guess is a spy which was planted inside the facility. The little bugger ran off with a test tube full of the DNA we have been using to create these super-humans. Now, the reason why we need more members of staff is because most of them quit, not wanting to get involved with it any longer in the fear of loosing their lives. Those…quitters have been dealt with, and shouldn’t be speaking up any time soon.
Still interested? Then reply to this letter and we will arrange a time and place to meet. (Oh, word of advice, now that I told you all of this, unless you want your memories erased, I suggest you start work for us.)
Yours Sincerely,
Mr. S
Source: Letter For Fate Applicants
Dear Sir/Madam,
Just to tell you that we got your letter, sorry it took so long to reply, my desk is such a mess. Anyway, of course we will be willing to accept you into Fate. I’m pleased you chose us over Wish. That is, if you knew about Wish. Perhaps your just closer to Fate…If that’s the case, I still don’t care.
A few things I must go over and I need you to sign at the bottom of this letter and send it back to me, just so you understand what you’re getting yourself into.
We here at Fate specialize in the production of super-humans, unlike Wish, we revolutionize the world of science, for the good of the people. Our experiments may be more harsh, but I promise you, no human gets harmed during them. Wait, that might be a lie. Okay, about 30% of humans do not get hurt during the experiments.
But don’t worry about it! Only 3 humans die here at year, and we’ve been doing for two years now so, only 6 have died so far. Still! I’m glad to see your so willing to help us here at Fate, well help me mostly, in the name of science. I just need you to read the next bit then sigh at the bottom.
“I >insert name<, am willing to give up my mind, body and soul in order to aid Fate in their studies. I will not hold anything against them if something goes wrong and I promise to always stay loyal to Fate, otherwise Dr. Charter has the right to kill me. I am looking forward to it already and I sincerely hope I get to start as soon as possible.”
>Sign here<
Yours Sincerely,
Dr. Mikhail Charter.
Due to the amount of Characters we have, not all profiles are visible on the Character Tab, so click on a Character Name to see their Profile
Wish Workers: (Open)
Travis Porter (ajemokid)
Dr. Tobias Redfield (wavefury)
Dexter (wavefury)
Dietrich Kamui (Tabris)
Dr. Ashleigh Vanderbilt (Korrye)
Wish Super-humans: (Open)
#001 ~ Rei (Man With The Plan)
#0003 ~ Viper (Nekopireprincess/Delkura)
#0012 ~ Dark (Thorait)
#0013 ~ Noir (Tabris)
#0154 ~ Sparky (Lullyn)
#0217 ~ Marionette (Fallen)
#0218 ~ Blood (Fallen)
#0320 ~ Taby (ajemokid)
#0333 ~ Silv (Michaylalove)
#0416 ~ Water Hazard (Delkura)
Fate Workers: (Open)
Mikhail Charter (Tabris)
Dr.Stephanie Joyce (Lullyn)
Joseph Harker (HiddenNymph)
Lissa Carmanay DarkRumors
Fate Super-Humans: (Open)
#0000 ~ Stas (TiMMMaY!!!)
#0014 ~ Burn (Zane Saphire/Up For Adoption)
#0022 ~ Moon (WhatYouDon'tKnow)
#0162 ~ Fear (Taroo)
#0249 ~ Raven (HiddenNymph)
#1412 ~ Crimson (Deafening_Silence)
#4666 ~ Wrath (Lullyn)
#9001 ~ Moróz (TiMMMaY!!!)
Others:
Viruses (Profile By TiMMMaY!!!)
Aliens (Profile By Tabris)
Alpha (TiMMMaY!!!)
Miku (Ajemokid)
Full List Here
Super-humans - Created by the use of Alien technology and DNA. They all have powers and abilities which make them so different. They look much different from normal humans. All super-humans have a dog tag around their neck with a 4 digit number. They also have chips inside of them which can track them, shock them or cause them to black out. The chips are controlled by the press of a button, only higher-up scientists have them. If the control is broken, another can be made easily.
Wish - A company run by the US government. They were the first to create the super-humans. Their location is known.
Fate - Rival company of Wish, they are run by a group of people over in Russia. They aren’t connected to the government at all.
Lab 23- A mysterious lab inside of Fate, used only by Mikhail Charter. It needs two 7 digit codes, a 10 digit code, a scan of Mikhail's face and eye, to enter. It contains many mysteries in itself, due to the levels below a platform.
Lab 9 - A 'missing' lab inside Wish.
Viles/Injections - Here is an overview of each one and what they do;
Green (DNA) - Contains the Alien DNA and another chemical, which isn't revealed to any of the scientists. The DNA is what gives the super-humans their powers. The other chemical is what allows the DNA to attach itself with the subject's original DNA.
Red (Currently No Name) - Contains a virus gotten from the Aliens. Only really used by Mikhail from Fate. It takes 40 seconds to work. If the subject as no reaction, they will die. If the subject has a reaction, they live. The reaction is violent and targets the nerves first before moving onto the circulatory system, eventually going to the brain and heart. The subject will thrash about in a violent fit, enough to shatter bones, which kills them. However Mikhail paralyzes them first so they cannot harm themselves. If the subjects could scream, they would never stop, however the paralysis stops them from screaming.
Purple (Altered Doxacurium) - Created by Mikhail and used by Fate. It is a drug which paralyzes the whole body, except the eyes. It allows the subject to feel pain, but they cannot scream from it.
White (Anesthetic) - A sleeping drug.
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Over 50 years ago, an alien spaceship landed, it was never announced to the public. Instead a secret organization of the government took care of them. Capturing the aliens, they remain locked up in area 51. However the order to use them has just been given.
In the streets all around the USA children have stared to disappear everywhere, but no one knows where they disappear to. Not that they care, these children are just orphans, living off the money they rob from people.
Source: Application Notice For Wish
Loyal scientists needed! Are you good at science and willing to put your life on the line to revolutionize the world of war? If so then please contact Mr S at:
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Source: Letter For Wish Applicants
Dear Willing Participant,
I am writing on regard to the application you have sent me. Oh don’t worry about a CV or anything like that, you just saying you want to join is enough to get you inside the door. We will arrange a meeting time soon, however there are some things you must be aware of.
We are known as Wish, created over 30 years ago and run by the government. We specialize in the creation of creatures known as super-humans. Until now we have had no such luck, however the government gave us permission to use the technology and DNA from two aliens they have locked up in Area 51. Now, we have successfully created a super-human.
If your wondering how we get subjects, we actually pick up some little children off the streets. Those with no hope left, and we give them a new life.
By creating these super-humans we wish to use them in the future for wars. It will allow us to win them without the use of nuclear weapons (which destroy much more than the enemy)
I suppose I should inform you of the reason we are recruiting. A rival company over in Russia, caught wind of what we are trying to do. My guess is a spy which was planted inside the facility. The little bugger ran off with a test tube full of the DNA we have been using to create these super-humans. Now, the reason why we need more members of staff is because most of them quit, not wanting to get involved with it any longer in the fear of loosing their lives. Those…quitters have been dealt with, and shouldn’t be speaking up any time soon.
Still interested? Then reply to this letter and we will arrange a time and place to meet. (Oh, word of advice, now that I told you all of this, unless you want your memories erased, I suggest you start work for us.)
Yours Sincerely,
Mr. S
Source: Letter For Fate Applicants
Dear Sir/Madam,
Just to tell you that we got your letter, sorry it took so long to reply, my desk is such a mess. Anyway, of course we will be willing to accept you into Fate. I’m pleased you chose us over Wish. That is, if you knew about Wish. Perhaps your just closer to Fate…If that’s the case, I still don’t care.
A few things I must go over and I need you to sign at the bottom of this letter and send it back to me, just so you understand what you’re getting yourself into.
We here at Fate specialize in the production of super-humans, unlike Wish, we revolutionize the world of science, for the good of the people. Our experiments may be more harsh, but I promise you, no human gets harmed during them. Wait, that might be a lie. Okay, about 30% of humans do not get hurt during the experiments.
But don’t worry about it! Only 3 humans die here at year, and we’ve been doing for two years now so, only 6 have died so far. Still! I’m glad to see your so willing to help us here at Fate, well help me mostly, in the name of science. I just need you to read the next bit then sigh at the bottom.
“I >insert name<, am willing to give up my mind, body and soul in order to aid Fate in their studies. I will not hold anything against them if something goes wrong and I promise to always stay loyal to Fate, otherwise Dr. Charter has the right to kill me. I am looking forward to it already and I sincerely hope I get to start as soon as possible.”
>Sign here<
Yours Sincerely,
Dr. Mikhail Charter.
Due to the amount of Characters we have, not all profiles are visible on the Character Tab, so click on a Character Name to see their Profile
Wish Workers: (Open)
Travis Porter (ajemokid)
Dr. Tobias Redfield (wavefury)
Dexter (wavefury)
Dietrich Kamui (Tabris)
Dr. Ashleigh Vanderbilt (Korrye)
Wish Super-humans: (Open)
#001 ~ Rei (Man With The Plan)
#0003 ~ Viper (Nekopireprincess/Delkura)
#0012 ~ Dark (Thorait)
#0013 ~ Noir (Tabris)
#0154 ~ Sparky (Lullyn)
#0217 ~ Marionette (Fallen)
#0218 ~ Blood (Fallen)
#0320 ~ Taby (ajemokid)
#0333 ~ Silv (Michaylalove)
#0416 ~ Water Hazard (Delkura)
Fate Workers: (Open)
Mikhail Charter (Tabris)
Dr.Stephanie Joyce (Lullyn)
Joseph Harker (HiddenNymph)
Lissa Carmanay DarkRumors
Fate Super-Humans: (Open)
#0000 ~ Stas (TiMMMaY!!!)
#0014 ~ Burn (Zane Saphire/Up For Adoption)
#0022 ~ Moon (WhatYouDon'tKnow)
#0162 ~ Fear (Taroo)
#0249 ~ Raven (HiddenNymph)
#1412 ~ Crimson (Deafening_Silence)
#4666 ~ Wrath (Lullyn)
#9001 ~ Moróz (TiMMMaY!!!)
Others:
Viruses (Profile By TiMMMaY!!!)
Aliens (Profile By Tabris)
Alpha (TiMMMaY!!!)
Miku (Ajemokid)
Full List Here
Super-humans - Created by the use of Alien technology and DNA. They all have powers and abilities which make them so different. They look much different from normal humans. All super-humans have a dog tag around their neck with a 4 digit number. They also have chips inside of them which can track them, shock them or cause them to black out. The chips are controlled by the press of a button, only higher-up scientists have them. If the control is broken, another can be made easily.
Wish - A company run by the US government. They were the first to create the super-humans. Their location is known.
Fate - Rival company of Wish, they are run by a group of people over in Russia. They aren’t connected to the government at all.
Lab 23- A mysterious lab inside of Fate, used only by Mikhail Charter. It needs two 7 digit codes, a 10 digit code, a scan of Mikhail's face and eye, to enter. It contains many mysteries in itself, due to the levels below a platform.
Lab 9 - A 'missing' lab inside Wish.
Viles/Injections - Here is an overview of each one and what they do;
Green (DNA) - Contains the Alien DNA and another chemical, which isn't revealed to any of the scientists. The DNA is what gives the super-humans their powers. The other chemical is what allows the DNA to attach itself with the subject's original DNA.
Red (Currently No Name) - Contains a virus gotten from the Aliens. Only really used by Mikhail from Fate. It takes 40 seconds to work. If the subject as no reaction, they will die. If the subject has a reaction, they live. The reaction is violent and targets the nerves first before moving onto the circulatory system, eventually going to the brain and heart. The subject will thrash about in a violent fit, enough to shatter bones, which kills them. However Mikhail paralyzes them first so they cannot harm themselves. If the subjects could scream, they would never stop, however the paralysis stops them from screaming.
Purple (Altered Doxacurium) - Created by Mikhail and used by Fate. It is a drug which paralyzes the whole body, except the eyes. It allows the subject to feel pain, but they cannot scream from it.
White (Anesthetic) - A sleeping drug.
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Age: [over 21]
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Appearance: [Picture and/or description]
Personality: [may include likes/dislikes]
Background: [what made you join? What were you before you joined?]
Other: [anything else?]
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Name: [your original name as a human]
Subject Number: [4 digit number. eg; 0928]
Nickname: [your name as a super-human]
Age: [between 7 - 18]
Side: [Wish/Fate?]
Human Appearance: [what you used to look like]
Super-human Appearance: [what you look like now. If any change?]
Personality: [may include likes/dislikes]
Powers: [up to 2. eg. Control fire]
Abilities: [up to 2, eg. Enhanced Speed]
Weapon: [only 1]
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Other: [anything else?]
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Redfield sighs exasperated as the alien became angry and tied him up. It's just one problem after the other today.. He takes a moment to glance around the office at all his broken specimen jars, the smell of formaldehyde permeating the air. Looking back to the alien, he lets off a look more annoyed than sympathetic. it was hard to breath, but he got enough breath to speak in a low whisper.
"Look, this project is over fifty years old. If you want the guy who's idea it was to stick a needle in your petrified arm and get some blood samples to give people super powers, you kinda missed him by about 30 years." He pauses for a second to jerk his head towards a painting that was mostly covered in sticky notes, with the portrait of a man well into his seventies, the name at the bottom was covered by another sticky note, though this one didn't have anything written on it.
"So, you can get mad at me for something that was way before my time here, or you can acknowledge that what's done is done, and focus on the positives. For instance, we still have your ship is storage. Disassembled and reversed engineered here or there, but intact none the less. Also, given time, I could replicate the serum that brought you back to life and revive the rest of your crew. Meaning; with a little help from me, you could go home; but only with my help. so you really might want to think twice about killing me."
"Look, this project is over fifty years old. If you want the guy who's idea it was to stick a needle in your petrified arm and get some blood samples to give people super powers, you kinda missed him by about 30 years." He pauses for a second to jerk his head towards a painting that was mostly covered in sticky notes, with the portrait of a man well into his seventies, the name at the bottom was covered by another sticky note, though this one didn't have anything written on it.
"So, you can get mad at me for something that was way before my time here, or you can acknowledge that what's done is done, and focus on the positives. For instance, we still have your ship is storage. Disassembled and reversed engineered here or there, but intact none the less. Also, given time, I could replicate the serum that brought you back to life and revive the rest of your crew. Meaning; with a little help from me, you could go home; but only with my help. so you really might want to think twice about killing me."
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[Dr.] Ashleigh Vanderbilt - Wish
The man she’d called out to actually turned to give her his attention. The young woman looked up to him, as he was taller than her, and was startled as his face morphed from irked discontent to pleasant. The effect of it was stomach churning and somewhat ominous.
"Dietrich Kamui," he replied introducing himself and shaking her hand in acquaintance. "Welcome to Wish, I was just heading over to the science office, I'm guessing you heard the intercom." he laughed nervously. “I did. Was that a joke?” she asked with concern. Her eyebrows pinched together. Something about all of this was off. They continued to walk. Whether Dietrich noticed that she followed him didn’t matter. Leigh was quiet, mindful of herself. She walked with slight hesitation, her eyes peeled for other oddities. When they turned a corner all of a sudden there was a body splayed out on the floor unconscious. It was a curious looking human, one that shocked Leigh when she saw it. Immediately she stopped in her tracks. Dietrich’s reaction was different.
"Noir!" he shouted before rushing to the side of the thing on the floor. Leigh watched as he went through the motions of checking if it was alive. The man was methodical, checking it’s pulse and airways. Once he was sure he was alright the doctor hauled the creature into his arms. When he stood and turned in another direction Leigh held her hand out for a moment. As she tried to speak her breath caught a hitch and all she could emit was a squeak.
In a huff she swallowed her words and rushed to follow him. Dietrich ushered himself toward the closest set of double doors. When he pushed through them she followed, astounded that she walked into what appeared to be a mix between a university style lab setting and operating room. Dietrich laid the creature on the gurney and immediately checked for any other issues. He moved his hands across it’s limbs in search of broken bones. He searched for bruises or contusions. The man was nothing less than content when he found nothing. Leigh watched him move, standing in the back corner, her hands fidgeting as she felt awkward.
"He's probably exhausted," Dietrich muttered. Leigh immediately thought of half a dozen other reasons why the boy wasn’t conscious. “You should check his brain activity to be sure,” she piped up, her voice low and seemingly out of place. She blinked twice and eyed Dietrich unsure if he would lash out at her like her professors often did for advising him. The eighteen year old set her backpack down on the floor. She still had her copy of her paperwork to give them. With no secretary to hand it to she figured Dietrich would know where to put it. Everything was there, her consent for the secret, along with her consent to be a subject. Unzipping it she hauled out the clipped stack. She held it in her hands. “I’m not sure who I’m supposed to give this to," she confessed aloud, setting it down on a side table before finding a box of latex gloves close to the table. Covering her hands she approached the unconscious creature on the table. “Is it even human?” she asked.
The man she’d called out to actually turned to give her his attention. The young woman looked up to him, as he was taller than her, and was startled as his face morphed from irked discontent to pleasant. The effect of it was stomach churning and somewhat ominous.
"Dietrich Kamui," he replied introducing himself and shaking her hand in acquaintance. "Welcome to Wish, I was just heading over to the science office, I'm guessing you heard the intercom." he laughed nervously. “I did. Was that a joke?” she asked with concern. Her eyebrows pinched together. Something about all of this was off. They continued to walk. Whether Dietrich noticed that she followed him didn’t matter. Leigh was quiet, mindful of herself. She walked with slight hesitation, her eyes peeled for other oddities. When they turned a corner all of a sudden there was a body splayed out on the floor unconscious. It was a curious looking human, one that shocked Leigh when she saw it. Immediately she stopped in her tracks. Dietrich’s reaction was different.
"Noir!" he shouted before rushing to the side of the thing on the floor. Leigh watched as he went through the motions of checking if it was alive. The man was methodical, checking it’s pulse and airways. Once he was sure he was alright the doctor hauled the creature into his arms. When he stood and turned in another direction Leigh held her hand out for a moment. As she tried to speak her breath caught a hitch and all she could emit was a squeak.
In a huff she swallowed her words and rushed to follow him. Dietrich ushered himself toward the closest set of double doors. When he pushed through them she followed, astounded that she walked into what appeared to be a mix between a university style lab setting and operating room. Dietrich laid the creature on the gurney and immediately checked for any other issues. He moved his hands across it’s limbs in search of broken bones. He searched for bruises or contusions. The man was nothing less than content when he found nothing. Leigh watched him move, standing in the back corner, her hands fidgeting as she felt awkward.
"He's probably exhausted," Dietrich muttered. Leigh immediately thought of half a dozen other reasons why the boy wasn’t conscious. “You should check his brain activity to be sure,” she piped up, her voice low and seemingly out of place. She blinked twice and eyed Dietrich unsure if he would lash out at her like her professors often did for advising him. The eighteen year old set her backpack down on the floor. She still had her copy of her paperwork to give them. With no secretary to hand it to she figured Dietrich would know where to put it. Everything was there, her consent for the secret, along with her consent to be a subject. Unzipping it she hauled out the clipped stack. She held it in her hands. “I’m not sure who I’m supposed to give this to," she confessed aloud, setting it down on a side table before finding a box of latex gloves close to the table. Covering her hands she approached the unconscious creature on the table. “Is it even human?” she asked.
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Alien (Ixexas)
Science Office
It amazed the Alien that the human was still able to speak and despite his situation, he looked angrily to the Alien. "Look, this project is over fifty years old. If you want the guy who's idea it was to stick a needle in your petrified arm and get some blood samples to give people super powers, you kinda missed him by about 30 years." he motioned with his head toward a portrait covered with sticky notes. The Alien didn't bother looking at it for more than a second before tightening its bind on the human. "You still follow orders and carry it on! Which makes you just as bad!"
"So, you can get mad at me for something that was way before my time here, or you can acknowledge that what's done is done, and focus on the positives. For instance, we still have your ship is storage. Disassembled and reversed engineered here or there, but intact none the less. Also, given time, I could replicate the serum that brought you back to life and revive the rest of your crew. Meaning; with a little help from me, you could go home; but only with my help. so you really might want to think twice about killing me." The Alien looked at him for a minute, still holding him up tightly with the tail, he quickly let go and allowed Dr. Redfield to drop he stood there just glaring at him, the fact that the human made sense and he needed him was even more enraging.
"Take me to my ship," he told Dr. Redfield, still watching him for any signs of movement which could be bad for the Alien, such as him injecting the thing or even hitting it. Though the Alien was a lot more powerful than any human, having almost every power imaginable. "But first, revive the others as you did so to me." It was obvious the Alien was annoyed and just wanted to get back to its own planet, possibly even prepare for a full assault on Earth in revenge for what they had done.
Dietrich
Lab 5
Dietrich hadn't noticed that the new recruit- Ashleigh had followed him, he wouldn't have noticed her further unless she spoke up like she did so. “You should check his brain activity to be sure,” Dietrich turned to look at her standing against the wall, she almost seemed afraid of the creature on the examination table. In a way it was understandable, Noir was known for causing a few deaths here and there, especially when he was annoyed. He nodded once before turning back to Noir and hooking him up to a machine.
Various noises were heard and a few buttons pressed on a keypad bringing up a report of the current brain activity. There was something odd about the file, brain activity was fine, working as normal, though something was off, there was apparently part of Noir's memory missing. He stared at the computer baffled by how this had happened, there wasn't any experiment who could do this, as far as they knew...
“I’m not sure who I’m supposed to give this to," she confessed aloud, setting down a few papers on a side table before finding a box of latex gloves close to the table. Covering her hands she approached the unconscious creature on the table. “Is it even human?” she asked. It was a good question, one which many people would ask, Noir being their most unusual looking Subject with stripped horns, a daggered tail and not to mention the skin was just grey in colour. Dietrich saved the report of his brain activity to the database before standing up and picking up the files Leigh had left.
"Not really, no." Dietrich said in reply to her question, his eyes skimming over the report, her registry form where lots of information was filled in, along with various boxes ticked. One which really stood out was that she was offering to take part in the experiments, Dietrich wondered if she knew what that meant. Surely she would have read the letter given to her about what they do here...but even so...was she stupid? No one who ever worked here had ever wanted to go through what the other Subjects did.
Science Office
It amazed the Alien that the human was still able to speak and despite his situation, he looked angrily to the Alien. "Look, this project is over fifty years old. If you want the guy who's idea it was to stick a needle in your petrified arm and get some blood samples to give people super powers, you kinda missed him by about 30 years." he motioned with his head toward a portrait covered with sticky notes. The Alien didn't bother looking at it for more than a second before tightening its bind on the human. "You still follow orders and carry it on! Which makes you just as bad!"
"So, you can get mad at me for something that was way before my time here, or you can acknowledge that what's done is done, and focus on the positives. For instance, we still have your ship is storage. Disassembled and reversed engineered here or there, but intact none the less. Also, given time, I could replicate the serum that brought you back to life and revive the rest of your crew. Meaning; with a little help from me, you could go home; but only with my help. so you really might want to think twice about killing me." The Alien looked at him for a minute, still holding him up tightly with the tail, he quickly let go and allowed Dr. Redfield to drop he stood there just glaring at him, the fact that the human made sense and he needed him was even more enraging.
"Take me to my ship," he told Dr. Redfield, still watching him for any signs of movement which could be bad for the Alien, such as him injecting the thing or even hitting it. Though the Alien was a lot more powerful than any human, having almost every power imaginable. "But first, revive the others as you did so to me." It was obvious the Alien was annoyed and just wanted to get back to its own planet, possibly even prepare for a full assault on Earth in revenge for what they had done.
Dietrich
Lab 5
Dietrich hadn't noticed that the new recruit- Ashleigh had followed him, he wouldn't have noticed her further unless she spoke up like she did so. “You should check his brain activity to be sure,” Dietrich turned to look at her standing against the wall, she almost seemed afraid of the creature on the examination table. In a way it was understandable, Noir was known for causing a few deaths here and there, especially when he was annoyed. He nodded once before turning back to Noir and hooking him up to a machine.
Various noises were heard and a few buttons pressed on a keypad bringing up a report of the current brain activity. There was something odd about the file, brain activity was fine, working as normal, though something was off, there was apparently part of Noir's memory missing. He stared at the computer baffled by how this had happened, there wasn't any experiment who could do this, as far as they knew...
“I’m not sure who I’m supposed to give this to," she confessed aloud, setting down a few papers on a side table before finding a box of latex gloves close to the table. Covering her hands she approached the unconscious creature on the table. “Is it even human?” she asked. It was a good question, one which many people would ask, Noir being their most unusual looking Subject with stripped horns, a daggered tail and not to mention the skin was just grey in colour. Dietrich saved the report of his brain activity to the database before standing up and picking up the files Leigh had left.
"Not really, no." Dietrich said in reply to her question, his eyes skimming over the report, her registry form where lots of information was filled in, along with various boxes ticked. One which really stood out was that she was offering to take part in the experiments, Dietrich wondered if she knew what that meant. Surely she would have read the letter given to her about what they do here...but even so...was she stupid? No one who ever worked here had ever wanted to go through what the other Subjects did.
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[Dr.] Ashleigh Vanderbilt - Wish
To her surprise Dietrich hadn’t even noticed that she’d trailed him. Even more so, he nodded to her remark and set about analyzing Noir’s brain activity. Leigh found that the plugs and wires attached to the creatures forehead worked quickly and efficiently. Dietrich didn’t feel obligated to any long-term scans. He committed a relatively quick report before looking quizzically at the results. At that point she’d been bending down to retrieve her paperwork. Dietrich finished his report before handling her paperwork, responding to her questions.
"Not really, no." Dietrich replied. Leigh gasped, keeping her hands away from it. She had trouble at first distinguishing it’s gender before recognizing that Noir was male. The horns concerned her. It looked odd, so foreign. The teen swallowed, wanting to escape. If anything she wanted to find a stack of textbooks and a computer. She wanted to get to work on distinguishing the textbook side of the compounds. That was what they had brought her there for, to analyze their compounds, to break down the bonds, see what different parts do, to manipulate it, see if it could work better. Yet here she was witnessing what a random experiment had produced, an odd thing that she first could only think of as an ‘it.’
“You didn’t know this would happen to him?” she asked, wondering why they would go in so blind. If they had subjects it was best to analyze their own DNA and the compounds, test it on isolated cells to see the result. Everything had to be calculated before it was tried. At least that was her frame of mind. “Is this the result of the compounds or surgical grafting?” she wondered aloud.
To her surprise Dietrich hadn’t even noticed that she’d trailed him. Even more so, he nodded to her remark and set about analyzing Noir’s brain activity. Leigh found that the plugs and wires attached to the creatures forehead worked quickly and efficiently. Dietrich didn’t feel obligated to any long-term scans. He committed a relatively quick report before looking quizzically at the results. At that point she’d been bending down to retrieve her paperwork. Dietrich finished his report before handling her paperwork, responding to her questions.
"Not really, no." Dietrich replied. Leigh gasped, keeping her hands away from it. She had trouble at first distinguishing it’s gender before recognizing that Noir was male. The horns concerned her. It looked odd, so foreign. The teen swallowed, wanting to escape. If anything she wanted to find a stack of textbooks and a computer. She wanted to get to work on distinguishing the textbook side of the compounds. That was what they had brought her there for, to analyze their compounds, to break down the bonds, see what different parts do, to manipulate it, see if it could work better. Yet here she was witnessing what a random experiment had produced, an odd thing that she first could only think of as an ‘it.’
“You didn’t know this would happen to him?” she asked, wondering why they would go in so blind. If they had subjects it was best to analyze their own DNA and the compounds, test it on isolated cells to see the result. Everything had to be calculated before it was tried. At least that was her frame of mind. “Is this the result of the compounds or surgical grafting?” she wondered aloud.
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Redfield took a breath and straightened up, shaking the wrinkles out of his lab coat as he recomposed himself.
"But first, revive the others as you did so to me." Redfield scoffed at the request, shaking his head. "It's not that simple, like I said, I would need time. You were revived through a reagent that had just passed testing. There was only one vial of it, and that went into reviving you. All of my notes for creating the reagent are on my droid, which you broke when you woke up. Before I can revive your companions, I need to get my droid working again. and with the damage you did to it, it will take at least a few days, maybe a week." After a moment, Redfield turned and walked to his chair with a slight limp. The alien's bindings had injured his left hip and loosened a rib or two. Sitting down, he leaned back in the seat and watched the noir look-alike with an observant eye.
after a moment, he turned to his keyboard and punched in a few digits. the door behind the alien slid shut, sealing the room. "but before I do anything to help you, I need to know whether you can put the past behind you or not. Since it would be unwise for me to just send you on home when you have coordinates for our solar system, as well as a grudge. Right now, this room is sealed, nothing can get in or out. And if the computer can't sense any human life signs, the air will immediately be evacuated. It's sort of my final farewell if I get into a situation like this, though I was expecting the real Noir, not a look-alike. So before we do anything, I want you to turn back to your form, and have a seat. As I said earlier, I need to get a few questions out of the way. firstly, what I can call you." Redfield's demeanor was calm and clinical. His usual humor deserting him after being threatened for the third time today.
"But first, revive the others as you did so to me." Redfield scoffed at the request, shaking his head. "It's not that simple, like I said, I would need time. You were revived through a reagent that had just passed testing. There was only one vial of it, and that went into reviving you. All of my notes for creating the reagent are on my droid, which you broke when you woke up. Before I can revive your companions, I need to get my droid working again. and with the damage you did to it, it will take at least a few days, maybe a week." After a moment, Redfield turned and walked to his chair with a slight limp. The alien's bindings had injured his left hip and loosened a rib or two. Sitting down, he leaned back in the seat and watched the noir look-alike with an observant eye.
after a moment, he turned to his keyboard and punched in a few digits. the door behind the alien slid shut, sealing the room. "but before I do anything to help you, I need to know whether you can put the past behind you or not. Since it would be unwise for me to just send you on home when you have coordinates for our solar system, as well as a grudge. Right now, this room is sealed, nothing can get in or out. And if the computer can't sense any human life signs, the air will immediately be evacuated. It's sort of my final farewell if I get into a situation like this, though I was expecting the real Noir, not a look-alike. So before we do anything, I want you to turn back to your form, and have a seat. As I said earlier, I need to get a few questions out of the way. firstly, what I can call you." Redfield's demeanor was calm and clinical. His usual humor deserting him after being threatened for the third time today.
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Dr. Redfield limped over to his chair, sitting down and watching the Alien intently. It was annoyed due to the fact that it would have to wait, for a few days or even a week. Though, it didn't know about what that meant, since their planet didn't experience the same time, but it didn't seem like a short while. There was a sliding sound followed by a lock, the Alien turned sharply to see that the doorway they had come from was now locked, sealed up in every possible way. "But before I do anything to help you, I need to know whether you can put the past behind you or not. Since it would be unwise for me to just send you on home when you have coordinates for our solar system, as well as a grudge. Right now, this room is sealed, nothing can get in or out. And if the computer can't sense any human life signs, the air will immediately be evacuated. It's sort of my final farewell if I get into a situation like this, though I was expecting the real Noir, not a look-alike. So before we do anything, I want you to turn back to your form, and have a seat. As I said earlier, I need to get a few questions out of the way. Firstly, what I can call you?"
He turned back to the scientist, his eyes narrowing at the fact he had to agree to not attack Earth, even though they were the ones in the wrong. It wasn't really like he had a choice though, if it came down to it, it would be much better to return to their home with everyone alive once again, rather than being the last of his species and stuck on Earth. The Alien mutated until it was back to it's original form, sitting down on one of the chairs and staring forward at the doctor. "Fine human, we won't attack your precious planet," he implanted the words in the doctors mind, though the oxygen wasn't friendly to the Alien, it was the only way it could breath on this planet, so causing that to go will be troublesome, so he wouldn't attack the doctor directly again. "Others from my species call me Ixexas." he wasn't pleased to be answering questions, but he would have to in order to get out.
Dietrich Kamui
Lab 5
“You didn’t know this would happen to him?” the female scientist spoke out, stopping her advancing on Noir, it was obvious she was a bit put off by the creature, it was understandable. Dietrich put the papers on the table and walked over to her, standing beside her and looking down at Noir. "No, and I don't think he does either," Dietrich let out a long and pained sigh, turning to face Leigh, leaning back on the examination table. "Brain scans show that part of his memory is missing, come to think of it before hand he was in the recovery room after having surgery on his ribs. We found Dr. Redfield, the head scientist in there taking blood from him, that man is crazy, so perhaps he did something to Noir..."
Science Office
Dr. Redfield limped over to his chair, sitting down and watching the Alien intently. It was annoyed due to the fact that it would have to wait, for a few days or even a week. Though, it didn't know about what that meant, since their planet didn't experience the same time, but it didn't seem like a short while. There was a sliding sound followed by a lock, the Alien turned sharply to see that the doorway they had come from was now locked, sealed up in every possible way. "But before I do anything to help you, I need to know whether you can put the past behind you or not. Since it would be unwise for me to just send you on home when you have coordinates for our solar system, as well as a grudge. Right now, this room is sealed, nothing can get in or out. And if the computer can't sense any human life signs, the air will immediately be evacuated. It's sort of my final farewell if I get into a situation like this, though I was expecting the real Noir, not a look-alike. So before we do anything, I want you to turn back to your form, and have a seat. As I said earlier, I need to get a few questions out of the way. Firstly, what I can call you?"
He turned back to the scientist, his eyes narrowing at the fact he had to agree to not attack Earth, even though they were the ones in the wrong. It wasn't really like he had a choice though, if it came down to it, it would be much better to return to their home with everyone alive once again, rather than being the last of his species and stuck on Earth. The Alien mutated until it was back to it's original form, sitting down on one of the chairs and staring forward at the doctor. "Fine human, we won't attack your precious planet," he implanted the words in the doctors mind, though the oxygen wasn't friendly to the Alien, it was the only way it could breath on this planet, so causing that to go will be troublesome, so he wouldn't attack the doctor directly again. "Others from my species call me Ixexas." he wasn't pleased to be answering questions, but he would have to in order to get out.
Dietrich Kamui
Lab 5
“You didn’t know this would happen to him?” the female scientist spoke out, stopping her advancing on Noir, it was obvious she was a bit put off by the creature, it was understandable. Dietrich put the papers on the table and walked over to her, standing beside her and looking down at Noir. "No, and I don't think he does either," Dietrich let out a long and pained sigh, turning to face Leigh, leaning back on the examination table. "Brain scans show that part of his memory is missing, come to think of it before hand he was in the recovery room after having surgery on his ribs. We found Dr. Redfield, the head scientist in there taking blood from him, that man is crazy, so perhaps he did something to Noir..."
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Leigh’s mind was running wild, but in a direction she wouldn’t have thought. She found wonder in what the boy had become before her. He looked like something you might find in a cartoon. His existence, well it proved something. It felt almost magical but the thought was too juvenile. The other side of her was terrified at what was in front of her and horrified at the idea that some orphan had been turned into this against his will. It made her inhale deeply. Dietrich dropped her paperwork where he had found it and faced her. The proximity made her feel scared.
"Brain scans show that part of his memory is missing, come to think of it before hand he was in the recovery room after having surgery on his ribs. We found Dr. Redfield, the head scientist in there taking blood from him, that man is crazy, so perhaps he did something to Noir..." he sighed. Leigh swallowed at the description of one of her colleagues. He was experimenting on live subjects, this Redfield, and wasn’t of a clear mind? Maybe, she wondered, Dietrich was speaking like most others would of their co-workers, with exaggeration?
“Sounds like something out of a movie, removing someone’s memory. Hopefully Noir’s mind is strong enough that he won’t be too hurt by it,” she replied, the creature’s name sounding awkward as she said it. It didn’t sound like a name to her and it showed in how she spoke it. Leigh stepped back, peeling the gloves off her hands. Balling them up she disposed of them. “I think I’ll find my workspace, try to get settled in and acquainted here,” she smiled weakly.
Leigh’s mind was running wild, but in a direction she wouldn’t have thought. She found wonder in what the boy had become before her. He looked like something you might find in a cartoon. His existence, well it proved something. It felt almost magical but the thought was too juvenile. The other side of her was terrified at what was in front of her and horrified at the idea that some orphan had been turned into this against his will. It made her inhale deeply. Dietrich dropped her paperwork where he had found it and faced her. The proximity made her feel scared.
"Brain scans show that part of his memory is missing, come to think of it before hand he was in the recovery room after having surgery on his ribs. We found Dr. Redfield, the head scientist in there taking blood from him, that man is crazy, so perhaps he did something to Noir..." he sighed. Leigh swallowed at the description of one of her colleagues. He was experimenting on live subjects, this Redfield, and wasn’t of a clear mind? Maybe, she wondered, Dietrich was speaking like most others would of their co-workers, with exaggeration?
“Sounds like something out of a movie, removing someone’s memory. Hopefully Noir’s mind is strong enough that he won’t be too hurt by it,” she replied, the creature’s name sounding awkward as she said it. It didn’t sound like a name to her and it showed in how she spoke it. Leigh stepped back, peeling the gloves off her hands. Balling them up she disposed of them. “I think I’ll find my workspace, try to get settled in and acquainted here,” she smiled weakly.
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“Sounds like something out of a movie, removing someone’s memory. Hopefully Noir’s mind is strong enough that he won’t be too hurt by it,” Dietrich nodded slightly at Ashleigh’s statement, he knew that she would probably find it rather hard to accept the situation. But all of the scientists who worked at Wish found it hard to begin with, but then you got used to it, even to the point of making friends with the experiments. Just as Dietrich had a relationship with Noir. Sure they were creatures but inside they were human and had the right to be treated the same as any other human would. Even when Noir killed a few of Dietrich’s co-workers. “I think I’ll find my workspace, try to get settled in and acquainted here,” she smiled weakly and Dietrich looked towards Noir then back to her with a nod. “Sure, I’ll take you to it if you want. But I have something I need to take care of first. You can come with me if you like,” he picked Noir up and carried him in his arms, back down the hallway to Lab 3. A few buttons were pressed and the door opened, Noir was then placed in a room concealed behind a glass wall. It was the only room in which he couldn’t escape from. His own room, at least the dead scientist had been cleaned out now.
The door was locked to the room and Noir was left unconscious in the middle of it. Dietrich sighed deeply before leaving Lab 3 and continuing down the hallway towards the Science Office. It was locked from the inside, but luckily Dietrich had a key card. Swiping it the door opened and Dietrich stood in shock and fear from the scene before him. Dr Redfield was behind his desk and sitting on a chair was…an experiment? No…none of them looked like that. It was an Alien. Ixexas turned in the chair, his large eyes narrowing at the sight of the new scientist. Another lowly human in charge of the experiments going on around here. Out of pure rage the Alien seemed to teleport until it was in front of Dietrich, staring up at the slightly taller human. Dietrich gulped. “R-R-Redfield!”
The door was locked to the room and Noir was left unconscious in the middle of it. Dietrich sighed deeply before leaving Lab 3 and continuing down the hallway towards the Science Office. It was locked from the inside, but luckily Dietrich had a key card. Swiping it the door opened and Dietrich stood in shock and fear from the scene before him. Dr Redfield was behind his desk and sitting on a chair was…an experiment? No…none of them looked like that. It was an Alien. Ixexas turned in the chair, his large eyes narrowing at the sight of the new scientist. Another lowly human in charge of the experiments going on around here. Out of pure rage the Alien seemed to teleport until it was in front of Dietrich, staring up at the slightly taller human. Dietrich gulped. “R-R-Redfield!”
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This boy on the table, she reminded herself, was barely older than herself. It was a hard fact to face. Simple intelligence and status had led her to the position of holding a white coat instead of being in his shoes, physically mutated from whatever had been done to him. The fact that it seemed like a random outcome irked her. Her mind was decoding possible genetic strands in the compounds. Of course it was only her imagination running wild for the moment. When Dietrich spoke Leigh’s head snapped up and her eyes met his again, her hand reaching out for her backpack absentmindedly.
“Sure, I’ll take you to it if you want. But I have something I need to take care of first. You can come with me if you like,” he told her. She nodded in response and watched as the doctor effortlessly picked up Noir in his arms and proceeded to exit. Such handling of a patient seemed absurd. Why not wheel him in a chair to where they needed to go? The more she reflected on it the more she realized Dietrich’s demeanor appeared almost fatherly. She doubted the patient reciprocated such feelings.
They exited the room and backtracked down the hallway. They proceeded to a sealed room, one that Dietrich opened and set the boy down inside unconscious. There appeared to be little decoration. It appeared far more like a cell. Dietrich set Noir in the open floor and left him there without so much as a pause. Leigh swallowed, feeling the coldness of it all strike her. Everything was so white. It was more than a hospital though. There was absolutely no color.
Leigh stayed close to Dietrich. It took an extra step to keep up with his pace. The tall man seemed to know where he was going but not state where exactly. She was about to pipe up when he swiped a key card. With her hands midair Leigh held them at her chest level, one in a fist and another extended as if to tap him on the shoulder. The door swished open and Leigh swallowed, her eyes widened when suddenly she was exposed to someone else. Two figures actually.
An unknown scientist sat poised and confident behind a large monstrous desk. A curious looking creature however seemed to take hold of the situation first. It appeared to Leigh as another experiment. It was curious looking but immediately ferocious. It disappeared and within a blink was inches away from the man who stood in front of Leigh. She shrank behind him, closing her lips tightly and practically holding her breath.
“R-R-Redfield!” Dietrich stammered. His nose was practically touching the Alien’s face. If Leigh bumped him he would touch him. The proximity was killing her. It was so bizarre. Leigh felt as if she was dreaming or being pranked. The sincerity of her colleagues however begged to differ.
This boy on the table, she reminded herself, was barely older than herself. It was a hard fact to face. Simple intelligence and status had led her to the position of holding a white coat instead of being in his shoes, physically mutated from whatever had been done to him. The fact that it seemed like a random outcome irked her. Her mind was decoding possible genetic strands in the compounds. Of course it was only her imagination running wild for the moment. When Dietrich spoke Leigh’s head snapped up and her eyes met his again, her hand reaching out for her backpack absentmindedly.
“Sure, I’ll take you to it if you want. But I have something I need to take care of first. You can come with me if you like,” he told her. She nodded in response and watched as the doctor effortlessly picked up Noir in his arms and proceeded to exit. Such handling of a patient seemed absurd. Why not wheel him in a chair to where they needed to go? The more she reflected on it the more she realized Dietrich’s demeanor appeared almost fatherly. She doubted the patient reciprocated such feelings.
They exited the room and backtracked down the hallway. They proceeded to a sealed room, one that Dietrich opened and set the boy down inside unconscious. There appeared to be little decoration. It appeared far more like a cell. Dietrich set Noir in the open floor and left him there without so much as a pause. Leigh swallowed, feeling the coldness of it all strike her. Everything was so white. It was more than a hospital though. There was absolutely no color.
Leigh stayed close to Dietrich. It took an extra step to keep up with his pace. The tall man seemed to know where he was going but not state where exactly. She was about to pipe up when he swiped a key card. With her hands midair Leigh held them at her chest level, one in a fist and another extended as if to tap him on the shoulder. The door swished open and Leigh swallowed, her eyes widened when suddenly she was exposed to someone else. Two figures actually.
An unknown scientist sat poised and confident behind a large monstrous desk. A curious looking creature however seemed to take hold of the situation first. It appeared to Leigh as another experiment. It was curious looking but immediately ferocious. It disappeared and within a blink was inches away from the man who stood in front of Leigh. She shrank behind him, closing her lips tightly and practically holding her breath.
“R-R-Redfield!” Dietrich stammered. His nose was practically touching the Alien’s face. If Leigh bumped him he would touch him. The proximity was killing her. It was so bizarre. Leigh felt as if she was dreaming or being pranked. The sincerity of her colleagues however begged to differ.
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Redfield sighed as he set his notepad down and interlaced his fingers on the desk in front of him. "Hello, Dietrich. This is Ixexas. He's going to be staying with us until repairs are done and we can get his ship up and running, and his crew on their feet. Ixexas, for the record, people around here are big on the whole 'personal space' thing. so if you don't mind backing away a little? I'm sure Dietrich and his friend there would appreciate it. Catch more flies with honey, as they say."
After a moment, he glanced at the newcomer and tilted his head with interest. "And I don't believe we've met. You must be the new hire to replace Dr. Clark. Welcome aboard, I'm Dr. Redfield, Chief science officer, and that's Ixexas." He pauses to gesture at the angry alien "Don't mind him, he's just a little grumpy at being Dead for the last 50 years. Oh, and us using his species' DNA to try and develop weaponized humans with super powers. Anyway, how about every one just calms down. Who wants some cake? I just got the molecular replicator up and running."
After a moment, he glanced at the newcomer and tilted his head with interest. "And I don't believe we've met. You must be the new hire to replace Dr. Clark. Welcome aboard, I'm Dr. Redfield, Chief science officer, and that's Ixexas." He pauses to gesture at the angry alien "Don't mind him, he's just a little grumpy at being Dead for the last 50 years. Oh, and us using his species' DNA to try and develop weaponized humans with super powers. Anyway, how about every one just calms down. Who wants some cake? I just got the molecular replicator up and running."
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Ixexas continued to stare at Dietrich, not even noticing the other scientist behind him. Dietrich just stared back, leaning away from the Alien in front of him. "Hello, Dietrich. This is Ixexas. He's going to be staying with us until repairs are done and we can get his ship up and running, and his crew on their feet. Ixexas, for the record, people around here are big on the whole 'personal space' thing. so if you don't mind backing away a little? I'm sure Dietrich and his friend there would appreciate it. Catch more flies with honey, as they say." Dr. Redfield said, causing Ixexas to shrink back slightly, he continued to stare at Dietrich before teleporting back to Dr.Redfield and sitting on the chair. A small sigh of relief escaped Dietrich’s lips, he then looked behind to Leigh who seemed a little scared at the whole situation. Then again, Dietrich was as well. He just tried not to show it.
"And I don't believe we've met. You must be the new hire to replace Dr. Clark. Welcome aboard, I'm Dr. Redfield, Chief science officer, and that's Ixexas." He pauses to gesture at the angry alien sitting on one of the chairs and still staring with narrowed eyes at the two scientists in the doorway. "Don't mind him, he's just a little grumpy at being Dead for the last 50 years. Oh, and us using his species' DNA to try and develop weaponized humans with super powers. Anyway, how about every one just calms down. Who wants some cake? I just got the molecular replicator up and running." Dietrich took a small step forward, feeling a mixture of emotions, both scared and relieved. But he wanted to act strong in front of Leigh, to prove that the situation was under control. At least Redfield seemed to have it under control. Though how did the Alien get revived? That obviously had something to do with Redfield
Dietrich took a deep breath, claming his nerves further before speaking out. “That’s the thing which was dead in Lab 9, what’s it doing up here and alive?!” the more Dietrich spoke, the more nervous he became. Ixexas became slightly angrier, transforming to Noir and using his tail to stab Dietrich. He stood up and appeared once again in front of Dietrich, who was now doubled over in pain, blood dripping from between the fingers in his hand which was pressed against the wound. “Thing?! Inferior human, you don’t understand the situation you are in.” Ixexas growled, the tail swishing furiously behind him, the daggered edge covered in blood which dripped with every movement. His voice would echo in the minds of everyone in the room. Then he noticed Leigh, now clearly watching her, but not attacking. He could sense that she was scared but also slightly clueless. “Human,” Ixexas started, his voice seemingly much calmer. He took a small step towards her, the flicking of his tail seemed to calm down too. “You’re innocent, you should stay that way.” he looked away from her, in a way he seemed like a friendly Alien. Not wanting to harm innocent people.
"And I don't believe we've met. You must be the new hire to replace Dr. Clark. Welcome aboard, I'm Dr. Redfield, Chief science officer, and that's Ixexas." He pauses to gesture at the angry alien sitting on one of the chairs and still staring with narrowed eyes at the two scientists in the doorway. "Don't mind him, he's just a little grumpy at being Dead for the last 50 years. Oh, and us using his species' DNA to try and develop weaponized humans with super powers. Anyway, how about every one just calms down. Who wants some cake? I just got the molecular replicator up and running." Dietrich took a small step forward, feeling a mixture of emotions, both scared and relieved. But he wanted to act strong in front of Leigh, to prove that the situation was under control. At least Redfield seemed to have it under control. Though how did the Alien get revived? That obviously had something to do with Redfield
Dietrich took a deep breath, claming his nerves further before speaking out. “That’s the thing which was dead in Lab 9, what’s it doing up here and alive?!” the more Dietrich spoke, the more nervous he became. Ixexas became slightly angrier, transforming to Noir and using his tail to stab Dietrich. He stood up and appeared once again in front of Dietrich, who was now doubled over in pain, blood dripping from between the fingers in his hand which was pressed against the wound. “Thing?! Inferior human, you don’t understand the situation you are in.” Ixexas growled, the tail swishing furiously behind him, the daggered edge covered in blood which dripped with every movement. His voice would echo in the minds of everyone in the room. Then he noticed Leigh, now clearly watching her, but not attacking. He could sense that she was scared but also slightly clueless. “Human,” Ixexas started, his voice seemingly much calmer. He took a small step towards her, the flicking of his tail seemed to calm down too. “You’re innocent, you should stay that way.” he looked away from her, in a way he seemed like a friendly Alien. Not wanting to harm innocent people.
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Leigh was stunned. Every so often she’d suck in a sharp breath, careful to hold her tongue. Her surprise wasn’t something she wanted to show and yet it was clear as day on her face. Dr. Redfield, as he had been introduced, seemed in charge of the situation. His confidence was so strong that Leigh was intimidated. The creature in front of them had such an odd name, one that Leigh needed to hear repeatedly to get right. Ixexas. Ixexas.
And he wasn’t human, not even close.
The creature was alien to them, completely foreign and otherworldly. Leigh was shocked. It wasn’t even truly human in appearance. It was like nothing she’d ever seen. And while it shrank back on Redfield’s suggestion it quickly lost it’s temper. Emotions weren’t foreign to it but it had no reign on them either. Dietrich appeared strong for a moment. He held himself tall but he was shaking. The tremors caught Leigh’s attention because she stood so close behind him.
Redfield explained that she was to replace a previous scientist, news she hadn’t wanted or needed to know. In fact it made her cringe. It was quite obvious that Redfield wasn’t stable. He wasn’t phased in the slightest that he had an alien before him that was frustrated. He didn’t flinch or move. He reminded her of psychopaths. There was a slight sparkle in his eye, like for some absurd reason he was enjoying himself. Leigh’s upper lip twitched in disgust.
“That’s the thing which was dead in Lab 9, what’s it doing up here and alive?!” Dietrich yelled, his voice becoming louder as he spoke. Leigh inhaled sharply and stepped back. The alien immediately responded to the break in tension in the room. It stood, its skin manipulating itself. Within a blink it stood before them a sudden duplicate of Noir. Leigh gasped. Ixexas moved quickly, jutting out it’s copy of Noir’s tail to stab Dietrich in the abdomen. “Please no,” she cried, stepping forward to support the man in front of her. He leaned forward, his back lurching. Leigh held her hands out to his underarms to support him, her head resting on the side of his arm.
“Thing?! Inferior human, you don’t understand the situation you are in.” Ixexas growled. Leigh shook, trying to immediately gage the depth of the wound by watching the copied tail flick from side to side. At the moment the alien paid Leigh attention to froze, her lips twitching with fear. Her stomach rolled into a tight knot and her breath wedged itself in her throat. Her eyes watered slightly. This was almost too much to handle.
“Human,” Ixexas started. He approached her and despite how much she wanted to turn her face away she couldn’t. “You’re innocent, you should stay that way.”
“Let me help him, please. He’s only done what he’s been told. We had no idea. If we had known we were manipulating another species we would never have…” she trailed, her voice catching. The last thing she wanted to do was aggravate it into lashing out on her again.
Slowly she pulled Dietrich towards her, reaching her head under his arm to throw his arm and a large portion of his weight onto his shoulder. “I will do whatever I can to make this right with you,” she told Ixexas. Her honesty shone through her words. She stared right at the alien and although she was trembling her words were firm.
As she turned to help her colleague away a passing thought entered her mind. “Don’t trust Redfield, he doesn’t seem like the type to ever let you go…more like a pathological liar.”
Leigh was stunned. Every so often she’d suck in a sharp breath, careful to hold her tongue. Her surprise wasn’t something she wanted to show and yet it was clear as day on her face. Dr. Redfield, as he had been introduced, seemed in charge of the situation. His confidence was so strong that Leigh was intimidated. The creature in front of them had such an odd name, one that Leigh needed to hear repeatedly to get right. Ixexas. Ixexas.
And he wasn’t human, not even close.
The creature was alien to them, completely foreign and otherworldly. Leigh was shocked. It wasn’t even truly human in appearance. It was like nothing she’d ever seen. And while it shrank back on Redfield’s suggestion it quickly lost it’s temper. Emotions weren’t foreign to it but it had no reign on them either. Dietrich appeared strong for a moment. He held himself tall but he was shaking. The tremors caught Leigh’s attention because she stood so close behind him.
Redfield explained that she was to replace a previous scientist, news she hadn’t wanted or needed to know. In fact it made her cringe. It was quite obvious that Redfield wasn’t stable. He wasn’t phased in the slightest that he had an alien before him that was frustrated. He didn’t flinch or move. He reminded her of psychopaths. There was a slight sparkle in his eye, like for some absurd reason he was enjoying himself. Leigh’s upper lip twitched in disgust.
“That’s the thing which was dead in Lab 9, what’s it doing up here and alive?!” Dietrich yelled, his voice becoming louder as he spoke. Leigh inhaled sharply and stepped back. The alien immediately responded to the break in tension in the room. It stood, its skin manipulating itself. Within a blink it stood before them a sudden duplicate of Noir. Leigh gasped. Ixexas moved quickly, jutting out it’s copy of Noir’s tail to stab Dietrich in the abdomen. “Please no,” she cried, stepping forward to support the man in front of her. He leaned forward, his back lurching. Leigh held her hands out to his underarms to support him, her head resting on the side of his arm.
“Thing?! Inferior human, you don’t understand the situation you are in.” Ixexas growled. Leigh shook, trying to immediately gage the depth of the wound by watching the copied tail flick from side to side. At the moment the alien paid Leigh attention to froze, her lips twitching with fear. Her stomach rolled into a tight knot and her breath wedged itself in her throat. Her eyes watered slightly. This was almost too much to handle.
“Human,” Ixexas started. He approached her and despite how much she wanted to turn her face away she couldn’t. “You’re innocent, you should stay that way.”
“Let me help him, please. He’s only done what he’s been told. We had no idea. If we had known we were manipulating another species we would never have…” she trailed, her voice catching. The last thing she wanted to do was aggravate it into lashing out on her again.
Slowly she pulled Dietrich towards her, reaching her head under his arm to throw his arm and a large portion of his weight onto his shoulder. “I will do whatever I can to make this right with you,” she told Ixexas. Her honesty shone through her words. She stared right at the alien and although she was trembling her words were firm.
As she turned to help her colleague away a passing thought entered her mind. “Don’t trust Redfield, he doesn’t seem like the type to ever let you go…more like a pathological liar.”
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She is the most powerful Super-Human, but also hardest to control.
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Gv01 reporting to keep order Sir.
Lissa Carmanay
"Huh? Oh... Right... Whatever you want."
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Every scientist needs a robotic minion to help take over the world
Blood
Can you taste my blood as I kill you?
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Everyone's favorite flame-haired little Russian!
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"I always LOVE making new FRIENDS! Do you want to be my friend?"
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Id rather be normal and live on the streets than be a puppet used for wars. Why cant I just be normal....?
Blood
Can you taste my blood as I kill you?
Fear
"I always LOVE making new FRIENDS! Do you want to be my friend?"
Dexter
Every scientist needs a robotic minion to help take over the world
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And God said, 'Let there be light' and there was light, but the Electricity Board said He would have to wait until Thursday to be connected.
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i hope you have a purr fect day.
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She is the most powerful Super-Human, but also hardest to control.
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Innocence is only skin deep
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Id rather be normal and live on the streets than be a puppet used for wars. Why cant I just be normal....?
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i hope you have a purr fect day.
Marionette
Would you like to be my puppet too?
Wrath
Innocence is only skin deep
Blood
Can you taste my blood as I kill you?
Miku
Gv01 reporting to keep order Sir.
Lissa Carmanay
"Huh? Oh... Right... Whatever you want."
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"I always LOVE making new FRIENDS! Do you want to be my friend?"
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