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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 1, 2016 16:52:57 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - Smokey Feather - what do you think of Gaster being able to teleport? I'm curious. - ROLEPLAY - -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Nov 1, 2016 23:35:36 GMT -5
(hey guys. hows it going? sorry i haven't been on. i'm gonna post this, and then i gotta sleep for a bit. so tired...)
Mikel moved over to allow Oakley to sit down beside him. He gave her hair a soft pet, moving her bangs out of her tear streaked face. He'd known Oakley a long time...they were friends back in school. They were really close, their parents even knew each other. He was there to protect her. He wondered what their parents were thinking right now. Did they think they were dead? All of them? Or did they know...did they have something to do with it? No, he didn't want to believe it. "We'll be okay. Don't worry about your abilities today, Oak." He murmured, rubbing her back. Oakley nodded solemnly, then looked over at the newly approaching Gaster and June. She gave a small tight smile to June. Mikel waved to June.
"Hey, June. Getting in trouble again, eh?" Mikel chuckled, almost dryly. Sometimes, it was so hard to keep up humor in the Underground. Oh well. Now, they were in the Fence. For a split second, they could feel slightly free. They could feel the fresh air (well, as fresh as smokey air in the middle of a forest and desert environment could be). They were momentarily okay.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 1, 2016 23:57:15 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - Hey PG! did you read the vent thing that I did? No worried if you didn't. I did go a little graphic. - ROLEPLAY - Gaster sat down by Mikel and stretched upwards, wincing as his bones popped back into place. It didn't hurt, but it sounded like it did. It did it often now, and he realised that it would be best to do it to stop himself from going stiff - or god forbid, fall apart altogether. He shuddered involuntarily at the thought, turning to look over at Oakley and Mikel. He moved to lay back against back against the grass, staring up at the sky above them. He idly wondered if he would ever see the moon or the stars again. Most of these Fence visits seemed to be during the day. -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Nov 2, 2016 0:01:35 GMT -5
(yeah, it was really good detail, I liked it! I mean, obviously not for Gaster, of course, but i liked your writing, lol.)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 2, 2016 0:02:44 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - eheh I understand. Thank you! ^_^ - ROLEPLAY - -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by Smokey Feather on Nov 2, 2016 7:16:09 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - Smokey Feather - what do you think of Gaster being able to teleport? I'm curious. - ROLEPLAY - -
"Knock 'em dead, darling." (I'm neutral on the idea XD But in a good way. I don't dislike the idea, but teleporting is something everyone has heard of, so I'm not sort surprised by it x3)
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Post by cadmus on Nov 2, 2016 15:52:22 GMT -5
"Well, hey, I try." June commented lightly, her foot tapping rapidly on the ground. Her fingers played with the grass, running the blades through her fingers. Sure, it was nice to finally be outside but it all felt like a dupe. Soon, the guards would come back and lock them all up again.. and then the experiments would start. Repeat and repeat until the scientists got what they wanted.. whatever that was. Hell, what was even the point of giving them this so called moment of freedom anyway? If they were just going to be thrown back into cages and treated like animals, really, what was the point?.. She didn't feel grateful. No, if anything- this was just as sickening as the dungeon. It was like a slab of meat being dangled in front of a starving animal; the shred of hope too far out of reach. It didn't make any sense but an idea soon came to her head. Her gaze swept over the group. L.J, Oakley, Gaster, Midget, Mikel.. June suddenly burst out laughing, slapping her hand on her knee. "Oh, come on! Don't you think all these quacks are in over their heads?" Grin wide across her face, she gestured to Midget. "The girl sucked the life right out of a tabby earlier! I mean, this has all gotta be a joke? And what can they do- What? Jab us with needles, bound us up with their little gadgets?" She started to trail off, still chuckling. "It's all I'm sayin' .. honestly."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 2, 2016 16:57:37 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - if any of this information is wrong let me know. - ROLEPLAY - Gaster sat up slightly, leaning on his hands to keep him upright. "I have to keep remaining myself that you haven't been here as long as any of us. I know that Mikel and Oakley were here for about a year before I turned up. I don't know about the others. Being out here is a needed break. Sure the experiments isn't worth a couple of hours on grass, but still, it's something to look forward to beyond the poking and prodding." He lay back down, moving so he was resting his hands under his head before deciding that it hurt to much on his sore hands. "And yes, we're aware that the scientists are over their heads with whatever they're trying to accomplish and it's probably going to end with one or more of us ending up dead in the longrun, but for now, while we still have this, we should savour it because we don't know when or if it will ever be taken away from us." His face turned grim. "And I'll bet that's when bodies start going out." His words were grim, but all too real for this situation. -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Nov 2, 2016 22:50:33 GMT -5
Mikel frowned, looking down as he saw Oakley slowly lifting some flowers up from the ground, ones that had already been there, and started twining them together. He sighed, but then nodded, agreeing with what Gaster had said. It was gruesome, but it was the truth. Sometimes, that's all they had. Was the truth. "Gaster is right. Let's just...enjoy this momentary peace." He smiled over at June and the others, trying to remain hopeful, "Maybe we'll get to stay out a little longer today." He remembered seeing a white sheet over one of the cages closest to him a couple of days ago. He'd known the man inside, if only for a short time. The man had the powers to breath underwater. He was cute and delicate and Mikel almost admitted to liking him. He was only...a couple of years younger than Mikel. He was soft and sweet. Mikel tried to speak to him and talk him through what the scientists did. He was one of the recent to come in, when June did. Unfortunately, the doctors must have realized they no longer needed him, for whatever they needed him for. The last time he went up with the doctors, Mikel never saw him again. It left a cold feeling in his chest, but he ignored it. Or, at least tried. They couldn't get attached, too quickly. But, he knew these people...they were close. And he knew he would hurt too, if any of them died. He didn't want that. It brought on this new feeling of determination, determination to escape. He'd continue to think of a plan. And then, the next time they got out to the Fence, he'd tell everyone. It had to be perfect.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 2, 2016 22:57:25 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - how are you today PG? I'm on my phone so gimme a moment to respond. - ROLEPLAY - -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 2, 2016 23:04:40 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - I know I said in an earlier post that this version of Gaster didn't have eyelights but I want to change it because it make it easier to express emotions within him. - ROLEPLAY - "Not to say that we shouldn't rebel," Gaster commented as he rolled over on his side, eyeing Oak very carefully before looking at the rest of the people gathered. "Maybe it would be a good idea of we didn't when they're taking us up here. If we do it to often they very well may take it away from if because of bad behaviour." He dropped his eyes back to the ground. And pulled at the grass a bit, taking a few into his hand. He couldn't sit the blades on his hands without them falling through thanks to the new - and still painful addition - (or should I say subtraction? Haha! That's not funny.) Gaster sighed and left the grass alone as he flopped back onto his back. "What'd you think they're going to do to me when I get to old?" He asked absently. "I turn 25 in five months or something." He couldn't really remember. -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Nov 2, 2016 23:05:27 GMT -5
(im...alright. tired and feeling sick and stressed because i procrastinated not out of choice, but...i'm okay. just exhausted, haha. xD and i can't even sleep. i gotta write a whole script and storyboard for my short film and it's due tomorrow and i haven't even started on it yet. ugh... sorry for my rambling. how are you? )
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 2, 2016 23:13:55 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - I have to make a table for a group assignment. We had a meeting today to organise everything.
Do you want any help with that? I can't help much on my phone but I'll be home in about an hour. - ROLEPLAY - -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Nov 2, 2016 23:35:01 GMT -5
(ooo that sounds fun, haha. and thanks, but i think i'll just finish it up in the morning... Dx i'm kinda tired tonight, haha. i have the plot and everything written down, it's just putting it in script and storyboard form. thankfully, my class doesn't start til tomorrow afternoon, so i'll wake up extra early and work on it. thank you, tho. )
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 3, 2016 0:09:53 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - yeah. "fun" x3
did you see the response...? - ROLEPLAY - -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Nov 3, 2016 20:27:34 GMT -5
(hey ) "Let's not think of that..." Mikel muttered, still insistent on getting them all out. Somehow. "We still have a little ways to go. I'm sure...they'll do the same as they do every year." Which was do even more tests, but hey, they let them out into the Fence longer. So...it was usually a 'good' day. Kind of. Oakley finished the crown and glanced over at Mikel and Gaster. She moved over on her hands, grimacing slightly, and placed the crown on Gaster's skull, noticing his hands for the first time. She frowned, but didn't say anything. Those scientists...who did they think they were...hurting her friends this way? She wished she could help them...but her arms and hands were still in pain. She raised up, rubbing the bandages on her arms. From underneath the bandages, she could just slightly see some burn marks.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 3, 2016 20:37:30 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - hey! - ROLEPLAY - Gaster opened one eye and smiled at her, moving to sit up. "Thank you, Oak." He said softly, reaching out to squeeze her hand gently. "You didn't need to strain yourself for this." His eyes flicked down to her bandages and his bonebrow furrowed as he frowned and he picked up the flower crown and placed it on her head. "You have it. It looks better on you." -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by Smokey Feather on Nov 3, 2016 20:44:52 GMT -5
Midget was sleeping the entire time, subconsciously rebuilding her arm as she slept. It was rather unsettling, seeing the green guck crawl around and build something. It took even longer though, because it kept wanting to creep over to the others nearby. And that mess touching you was just as bad as if Midget touched you with her hands. Still, as if being convinced, it eventually went back entirely to rebuilding an arm. Midget stirred, eyes opening a little. Sighing, she sat up, the guck remaking her arm sticking to the ground like poisonous gum. Helping it off, she looked around, seeing Oakley make a little crown for Gaster. Tilting her head, the mutant only watched for a second before turning to L.J.
The black-skinned male exhaled fire, then held a hand out to the flames. Almost immediately, they formed a sort of canine, about the size of a soccer ball. Then, he toyed with a cut he had on his arm, a big one. Blood trickled out, a little too quickly. Yet, it began to dance around. After forming a small canine creature of the same size, he had his cut scab over. Bored, obviously, L.J began to manipulate the fire and water-holding substance to wrestle, the two beings wrestling like puppies would before their mother. Surprisingly, nothing caught fire, and nothing got dirtied by blood. The two just rolled and chased each other around.
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Post by Brindleface on Nov 3, 2016 21:16:51 GMT -5
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 3, 2016 22:39:31 GMT -5
have we got an audience? owo
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Nov 4, 2016 20:02:51 GMT -5
(.3. hello there)
Oakley sat back on her heels, a small smile placed on her face as she glanced over at Gaster. She didn't really want to speak right then. Her voice was even starting to hurt... Everything hurt now, for some reason. What did they put in her now? To make everything hurt like this? She nodded to Gaster, squeezing back his hand in comfort. She noticed the large hole in his hand and tilted her head, confusion in her eyes. She picked up his hand and looked at it.
Mikel sighed, looking over at L.J and the two 'dogs' he had created. He rocked back on his elbows, watching them fight like puppies. When was the last time he had seen an actual puppy? It seemed like so long ago... Well, at least the scientists weren't experimenting on animals.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 4, 2016 20:16:24 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - - ROLEPLAY - Gaster winced slightly, but gave her a small smile anyhow. "The scientist that I got with the serum pulled me away while Brutus was leading me up here. He wanted to give me a proper punishment for what I did and at the same time, he wanted to take some samples of my bones, because I'm obviously not really a human skeleton anymore with the talking and breathing and being alive and whatnot. They couldn't take my blood, so the next best thing is my bones." He sighed, taking his hand back and folding it in his lap. "It'll be okay. It'll stop hurting eventually." He tapped the side of his skull, next to the crack above his eye. "This doesn't hurt anymore." He reassured her. -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by cadmus on Nov 5, 2016 11:32:56 GMT -5
[Hey guys. Sorry if I've been kinda poofy, my weekday activity is usually pretty low. ) June let out breathy sigh, shaking her head. She didn't think she could ever take this place as peaceful. Maybe it was because she was new.. she didn't know. There was just something about it that rooted a deep anxiety and restlessness in her chest. Sometimes she could barely sit still. Watching Oakley and Gaster, she smiled strangely but then looked away and got to her feet. She started to stroll along the exterior of the Fence, looking around and observing the area. June wondered if one day this would even be powerful enough to hold them. Maybe. One day.
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Nov 5, 2016 21:03:51 GMT -5
Oakley frowned, noticing the pain in Gaster's 'eyes'. Though, she sat back once again and gave him another smile, trying to reassure him. "...that's good." She murmured, quietly, her voice hoarse, "I guess. Though, what that man did was not good. He...shouldn't have done that." She could feel a flame of hatred for that doctor inside her gut, rising and enraging. How dare those doctors continue to harm them for their own intent? It was crazy, and stupid, and she hoped one day she could make them understand exactly what they were doing to her little family here. She breathed in, ready to calm down. She didn't need to get worked up, however. That would only further her pain. Her hands were already starting to numb with the medicine the doctors had given her. She could feel it seeping into her finger tips and her wrists and the top of her arm. Her vocal cords were starting to get a little better as well. She just...didn't really want to talk anymore today, unless needed. It still hurt, and she sounded stupid and hoarse and like she had just crawled out of a damn hole in the ground.
Mikel had closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the cage bars of the Fence. He was trying to stretch out his powers, his mind becoming restless with the built up energy from the doctor's visit. He could feel pain and loss from the others, but that was nothing new. He could also feel a strange sort of hatred coming from Oakley, which was strange for her, but he said nothing about it. He continued to try and feel their auras, bright colors dancing inside his vision.
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Post by Smokey Feather on Nov 5, 2016 21:13:01 GMT -5
L.J had continued to entertain himself with the two element puppies, until Midget thought it would be funny to sap them up. The two beings seemed to whimper as they disappeared, bring sucked up into her fleshen fingertips. L.J glared, but Midget only shrugged. More guck leaked from her stub as her arm repaired itself. By now, it was repaired down to the elbow. As she watched, her eyes narrowed. As usual, she wished she could tear... everything apart. If it wasn't already obvious, Midget liked carnage. It was 95% of what she thought about. Growling, she felt the shattered green bone of her repairing arm, saying "I say this all the time, but I don't care. I wish we could get back at those scientists. Make them feel all the pain we did, and then some."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 5, 2016 21:37:15 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - - ROLEPLAY - Gaster patted Oakley's shoulder, before turning his attention to Midget. "You say that," He looked from her face to her new arm, "but we can't heal ourselves like you can." He pointed out. "I'm any of our arms were ripped off, we would have died from the blood loss. While I know that I've said we should give back what we get, we should do it with caution. If we hurt them too muc, they may hurt us worse in return. They may even kill us for the trouble." Gaster shifted on the grass, sighing. "They don't care what happens to us. I don't know why they keep us around or if they're going to do anything beyond using as rats but if we want to get out, we have to stay alive ane be cautious as to how we go about it." -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by Smokey Feather on Nov 5, 2016 22:18:27 GMT -5
"This?" Midget questioned, wiggling her stub "Is not healing, Gaster. It is a prosthetic. You all actually heal much faster than me, because you lot can actually repair yourselves on your own." The 22 year old actually had the function of healing taken away through experimenting. Without her power? She'd be dead from blood loss. Or she'd have died from various illnesses they exposed her to. This nasty guck fended it all off. Her flesh fingers sucked out the life of the grass beneath her as she said "They hurt us to condition is, because they're scared of us. They probably know we could actually kill them even now if we so wished, which I know is what I wish. We're just still unorganized. Still afraid of them like they want." Green muscle started oozing into view, covering the bone as it formed past the elbow. Pointing her stub toward Gaster, Midget smiled as she said "Tell me I'm wrong, friend." Lowering her mending arm, she yawned, using her flesh arm to scratch her side.
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Nov 5, 2016 22:54:10 GMT -5
Mikel opened his eyes, noticing the tension around the area, "Let's not argue over this. I...have a plan. To get back at them. But, we can't act upon it now, and we can't let those...scientists figure out about it, or they'll kill me." He sighed, raising up from the bars, "I've got to have everything planned out correctly, if I want it to work. If I can figure out how to make it work and for us all to survive, I'll let everyone know. Then, we can get the hell out of here." He rubbed his temples, already starting to get a headache from the overthinking and from also stretching his powers. Oakley moved over to sit with him and laid another flower crown on his head. He just smiled sadly and gave her hair a pat. "Thanks, Oak."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 5, 2016 23:24:29 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - - ROLEPLAY - Gaster was about to retort and continue the argument when Mikel spoke up. He scowled a bit, glaring at the grass when he turned back to Mikel, his eyelights grew wide. His face then grew concerned. "That's brilliant... But don't over exert yourself, please." He ran a hand over his skull, and then rubbed at the crack. "We don't want to lose anyone."-
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Nov 6, 2016 0:03:13 GMT -5
"No...I understand," Mikel brought his knees up and wrapped his arms around them, placing his forehead on his knee, "That is why I must make sure everything goes to plan. I don't want anyone to die."
Oakley was picking at her bandages, sitting in between Mikel and Gaster. She wiggled her fingers, noticing the numb feeling growing stronger. She sighed, stretching out her legs to see if they were doing the same. Nope, they were okay. It was just her hands, then.
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