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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 28, 2016 0:00:49 GMT -5
Gaster looked up as Oakley came in, having been deep really quite deep in his thoughts about things that he probably shouldn't be. He rubbed at his crack again, gritting his teeth at the pain that rocketed up from his palms. He looked back at Oakley. He frowned deeply when he saw the bandages on her arms and he stood to go over and greet her. "Hey," He said softly, "you okay?"
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 28, 2016 0:28:04 GMT -5
Oakley could feel her eyes tearing up. Help them? How could he do that? She turned back and began walking back to the others. She noticed Gaster getting up and coming over to her. She smiled at him, noticing how he was holding himself. He looked in pain, too. "I'm...okay. Thank you." She reached over and place her hand on his upper arm, "Are you...?" She didn't want to push her boundaries, but she wanted to make sure he was okay. Sad thing was, she wasn't sure if she could heal him right now. Her abilities were literally shot. She couldn't use them right now, even if she wanted to.
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 28, 2016 0:30:09 GMT -5
( hey I gotta go for tonight, but I should be on tomorrow morning. good night, everyone! )
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 28, 2016 0:31:36 GMT -5
Gaster frowned, reaching up to brush the tears away from her eyes. He saw everyone here as his younger siblings, friends to be protected. He hated seeing them hurt her upset. "I'll live." He responded, giving her a quick wave to show her the state of his hands. "You look pretty shaken up, do you want to talk about what happened?"
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Post by Smokey Feather on Oct 28, 2016 6:23:46 GMT -5
Midget looked over at Oakley, just as more guck eased out of her wound, building more bone. Listening to them talk, she glanced over, saying "We'll all be fine, eventually. When you hit the bottom, only place left to go is up." Midget could just... tell that it was going to get better. It had to. Midget grumbled, and forced a little more ooze to come out. In total, she had three inches of bone. Yeah... this was going to take a while. Looking over at L.J, she watched as he looked around the area, as if contemplating something.
L.J wasn't, actually. He was concentrating on everyone, except Gaster's, blood flow. His water abilities allowed it. Each flow was either slightly faster, from being spooked or in pain, or slower from just being... tired. In all senses. Shaking his head a little, he only ran his hands over his face, pinching the bridge of his nose.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 28, 2016 6:39:04 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER -my character is kind of stuck right now so I can't really respond. Sorry ^-^'' - ROLEPLAY - -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 28, 2016 6:52:08 GMT -5
Oakley lent into Gaster's touch. It wasn't warm and soft, because Gaster was bone of course, but it was a relief. After so much, it was a relief to have someone care. She smiled at Gaster. "...I...don't really want to talk, right now. I may talk about it later, though. Once I've calmed down." She sighed, lowering her head to get a better look at Gaster's hands. Then, she looked at her own. What was up with the doctors messing with their hands today? She listened to Midget's comment and gave her an understand smile, "Yes, that's true. It'll get us through this, anyway..."
Mikel frowned at the state of Oakley, but left Gaster to help her at the moment. He instead glanced over at Midget and L.J. He noticed Midget was healing, slowly but surely, but L.J looked like he was having a hard time with something. "What's wrong, L.J?" Mikel asked, noticing the other pinch his nose, "Headache?"
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 28, 2016 7:02:26 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - - ROLEPLAY - Gaster nodded in response. He had felt the same way after he had forst been bought back. He had slept for days and didn't speak to anyone for longer. He gave her a kind smile and as he turned back to the group. At least they were all together here. It only made him hate the inevenitable of going back to their cells afterwards. He glanced upwards at the domed area. He wondered idly if the scientists had even had someone grow wings and escape. -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 30, 2016 7:35:30 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
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Post by Smokey Feather on Oct 30, 2016 7:54:56 GMT -5
"Kind of," L.J responded when Mikel asked if he was okay "I'm... er... following our blood flow. Just listening. You wouldn't like most of what it tells you." Yawning, he sat back, saying "It tells me something common though, something obvious. That we want to escape soon enough." L.J learned to read blood flow like a book, being able to hear it and smell it and all of its elements.
"I think," Midget decided "We should have a plan. If, or when, we get out of here, it wouldn't be smart to do so flawlessly." Rolling to look at the others, she waited for their responses. L.J shrugged a little, nodding his agreement, but saying "Can't plan though, if all we see is this place, our cage, and a test room."
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Post by cadmus on Oct 30, 2016 10:13:00 GMT -5
(Hey! This still open, right? I read all the posts so I'm caught up and all. Was gonna jump in with my character but I don't need a form right? Can get one up though if needed. Thanks! )
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 30, 2016 12:13:19 GMT -5
(Sure! You can totally join. Just make a little form of your character name and his abilities. Thanks!)
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Post by cadmus on Oct 30, 2016 12:15:38 GMT -5
(Will do! Let me write it up.]
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 30, 2016 12:44:15 GMT -5
Mikel nodded, listening intently to what L.J was saying. He actually admired the others abilites--after all, he could only feel emotions and auras. What others did was so...so much better. "That sounds...cool. That way you could tell if someone was alive or injured." He then looked over at Midget. To be honest, he wasn't sure exactly what they could do. He'd have to think more upon the idea...not like he hadn't had the time before now but...if he wanted to get everything right. If he wanted to make sure they did everything right, in a way that the scientists wouldn't suspect and in a way they could all get out ALIVE, then he needed time to think and calculate. Now, calculation wasn't exactly his strong suit, but to protect those he loved and cared for, his friends, he would make sure he did everything EVERYTHING the way it needed to be to protect them.
Oakley was still close to Gaster, but she glanced over at the others sitting in the grass. She scratched at her bandages, wanting so badly to use her abilities to make them all flower crowns or heal them up, but she couldn't... Well, she probably could. Maybe. But she'd use up whatever energy she had left and pass out. And as much as she cared for everyone there, she didn't think it would be of her interest to pass out.
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Post by cadmus on Oct 30, 2016 12:57:25 GMT -5
June F. Wells (cadmus33) - 18 y/o female Light skin and an average build. She stands at 5'7 height with strong running legs, June's physical features reflect her abysmal level of sanity. She has a cunning face and dark bags under her eyes from the many restless nights in her cell. Her dark brown hair is fairly short and curly, but very unkempt and shuffled about. Overall she has very a disheveled and bewildered look. Personality wise June is reckless, outspoken, unpredictable.. She will call people out and even risk being beaten by the guards. She doesn't care! On many occasions she has tried to escape but every time she has failed. June is one of the newer test subjects and doesn't really care when it comes to companionship but she can be cooperative. She projects with a boastful exterior but deep down she is just gripped with fear and doesn't know how to handle it. Her powers are super hearing and detection but they are erratic and do not function correctly. Loud sounds can throw her off or- for example, if June pushes herself physically her hearing will heavily disorientate and cause everything around her to become a blur including an ear-splitting screech. It's painful and most of the time she loses all sense of her surroundings when this happens. Since the scientists have recently mutated her with this ability they are still trying to experiment for perfection. Other times, she can hear and detect things with significant ability but this is still unstable. In any case, she has grown bitter and sullen because she can not do the things she was once able to do and will take any shot to escape.. even if that means leaving the others behind. (From New Zealand)
(this got me thinking. do they wear any clothes they like or do the scientists/guards give them a standard wear? just curious cuz I wasn't sure)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 30, 2016 22:40:55 GMT -5
Mikel nodded, listening intently to what L.J was saying. He actually admired the others abilites--after all, he could only feel emotions and auras. What others did was so...so much better. "That sounds...cool. That way you could tell if someone was alive or injured." He then looked over at Midget. To be honest, he wasn't sure exactly what they could do. He'd have to think more upon the idea...not like he hadn't had the time before now but...if he wanted to get everything right. If he wanted to make sure they did everything right, in a way that the scientists wouldn't suspect and in a way they could all get out ALIVE, then he needed time to think and calculate. Now, calculation wasn't exactly his strong suit, but to protect those he loved and cared for, his friends, he would make sure he did everything EVERYTHING the way it needed to be to protect them. Oakley was still close to Gaster, but she glanced over at the others sitting in the grass. She scratched at her bandages, wanting so badly to use her abilities to make them all flower crowns or heal them up, but she couldn't... Well, she probably could. Maybe. But she'd use up whatever energy she had left and pass out. And as much as she cared for everyone there, she didn't think it would be of her interest to pass out. "I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - - ROLEPLAY - Gaster followed her gaze, and then looked down at her hands. He tilted his head, recalling every other time they had gone in the Fence. "You don't need to do anything today if you can't handle it." He said softly. "We don't expect you to over exert yourself if you can't manage it." He gave her the best smile he could manage. He had been hoping that she could somehow heal his hands or his skull - even just make it stop hurting, but if she couldn't, he could put up with it for however long he needed too. He had had much worse, afterall. -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by cadmus on Oct 30, 2016 23:26:52 GMT -5
[I'm gonna go ahead and jump in! Hope that is okay. Let me know if you want me to edit her abilities or whatnot, I don't mind! Thanks! The main man named Brutus and another scientist were leading June out to the Fence, her hands bound tight behind her back with metal cuffs. She didn't resist Brutus's tight grip but it definitely irritated her. He seemed to think she would try and escape.. or something? In fact, she had no plans to! She wanted to stay here forever, be the perfect superhuman for their little experiments! She chortled at those thoughts, smiling. Brutus shook her violently, causing her to lose her balance somewhat. "Something funny, eh?" He said gruffly, pushing her forcefully towards the Fence gate. June regained her balance but her walk swayed and was very much wobbly. She didn't reply but a dark expression grew on her face. June felt the other scientist hold her stiff as he inserted a card of some sort to unlock her cuffs. At the same time, the Fence gate opened, the harsh sunlight blinding her eyes. Regaining composure, June sighed with relief and rubbed her wrists. "It's so great to be free again!" She exclaimed, smiling at Brutus and placing her hands on her hips. "You should be given a medal for your gentle nature, doctor, honestly! I was surprised --" Before she could finish, the ill-tempered guards shoved her through. Swiftly, June got to her feet and punched Brutus square in the face. The man's jaw clenched, anger sparking in his grey eyes. He grabbed her forcefully by the shoulder and sparked his glove to her side. The electric charge shot through her whole body and she crumpled to her knees in pain, curling up on the dirt and grass. Brutus, sneeringly satisfied, joined the other staff at the gate to close up. "Was bloody worth it too!" June shouted, laughing maniacally, but soon stopped into a pathetic coughing fit. She was trying to get to her knees but she just struggled on the dirt ground, trying to find the remnants of her former strength.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 30, 2016 23:33:22 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - Gaster's eyebrows furrowed as he looked over to where June had come in, and he excused himself from Oakley to go over to greet her. He held one of his hand out to help her up, shaking his head in sympathy. "You okay?" He asked, tilting his head. - ROLEPLAY - -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by cadmus on Oct 30, 2016 23:59:13 GMT -5
June shuffled on the ground for a few moments, spitting into the dirt. The electric shock had left her disoriented, especially with her ability, but it was starting to subside. She had barely heard Gaster's words and looked up finally, eyes squinted at the sunlight. His skeletal hand came in to focus and she looked away with a gulp. June had never had such a good look at him before and it was just... difficult to comprehend. It increased the depths of her fear. Of course, she wouldn't tell him that or anything.. Shaking her head, she refused his offer and staggered to her feet. Still pretty dizzy, June grinded her teeth. Only now was she aware of how wild she must've looked. Dirt and dust stained her skin and her curly hair was a complete mess. She huffed, looking to the others and then Gaster. "Thanks though.." She muttered, feeling defeated.
[Gonna go for the night it's late. ^ Gaster seems like a cool guy, I like his gentle nature (: Will be on tmrw as well. Bye)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 31, 2016 0:14:18 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - Awww thanks! I love my Gaster too. He's my precious baby. - ROLEPLAY - Gaster saw the fear in her eyes when she looked away and he immdedatly felt bad. He didn't comment on it as he dropped his hand to his sit, moth set in a firm line to keep himself from frowning. He knew that his existance should be possible. He should have been dead a long time ago. He forgot how some of the newer people reacted when they saw him - not that it was his intention to scare anyone, far from it in fact. "You'll get used to it." He said softly, "Just gotta grit your teeth and take it." Gaster gave her a kind smile, but he didn't offer his hand again as he started to lead her over to the group. -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by cadmus on Oct 31, 2016 15:20:36 GMT -5
[Yeah. I really like a lot of the characters/abilities when I was reading through. I don't usually join off-topic RP but this one looked really fun! ] "Yeah.." June breathed, guilt pricking at her like needles. She hadn't meant it that way, well, no, she had.. somewhat. Admittedly, losing her body would be a breaking point for her. If the scientists could do something like that.. what else could they do? It made her angry. What would she know anyway? Her experiments weren't as near as bad as the others. The blood-curdling screams still echoed in her mind. No matter how hard she had tried to claw the sounds out, they continued to torment her each and every night. June tightened her fist. She had probably just made things worse on her end.. but part of her didn't care. Sighing, she rubbed her hand along her side where Brutus had charged the glove. She winced slightly, quickly moving her hand away from the under side of her arm. Best not to think about it. Meandering after Gaster, June approached the group. "Hey, all." She huffed. The air was fresh and crisp; it was nice to finally be out of the cell. Enjoying the sunlight, she sprawled out on her side. She didn't feel much speaking.. well, unless something sparked her interest and the only thing she cared for now was getting out of this place.
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Nov 1, 2016 2:01:01 GMT -5
(hey guys. sorry, i was literally working all day today. I'll be on tomorrow sometime to type up a response. and i love your character, cadmus! )
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 1, 2016 2:11:16 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - Pumpkin! I have a question for what happens further in the roleplay in regards to Gaster's powers/mutation. - ROLEPLAY - -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Nov 1, 2016 2:23:24 GMT -5
(sure. hit me with your best question!)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 1, 2016 2:30:43 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - I want to make him be able to teleport. But I want it to happen without him conciously doing it and even so he still gets extremely fatiged- even to the point of passing out - and I want it to happen in a time where the scientist are about to really badly hurt one of his friends and he just teleports between them and yeah ... x3
is that okay?- ROLEPLAY - -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Nov 1, 2016 2:35:39 GMT -5
(oh yeah, sure. that sounds fun. as long as he has limitations on how far he can teleport, and the scientists have needed to have placed some sort of device that allows him to NOT teleport in his cell. But, i don't mind. go for it. )
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 1, 2016 2:42:18 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - hurrah. I just wanted to make sure that I asked mefore I did anything. Thanks - ROLEPLAY - -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 1, 2016 6:38:13 GMT -5
"I am absolutely fabulous."
OOC CHATTER - I wrote vent stuff. Warnings for graphic depictions of violence and torture. Sorry I really wanted to write more stuff with Gaster x3
The first injection wasn't the issue. The ones that followed afterwards, however, were. He could physically feel his skin melting as if acid had been poured on it. If he hasn't been strapped to a table, he would have collapsed. He arched his back and screamed as the pumped more of the serum into him and the pain got worse as it spread through his body and he screamed again, pulling harshly at his restraints.
He heard movement above his head and he felt someone touch his head and he felt hands on his neck and he felt more needles and more hands pinning him to the table and it hurt so much and he could feel everything burning and he felt like he was dying. Gaster screamed again thrashing against the hands that were trying to pin him down. He arched his back, trying to get the pain to stop. The blindfold that was across his face fell away and he squinted against the bright florescent lights from the ceiling. The pain lessened slightly and he allowed himself to calm down for a moment. He heard blood pumping in his ears and he couldn't hear anything. He couldn't hear the scientists talking. He couldn't hear them saying to up the dose.
He couldn't hear them asking each other to keep going until he died.
The pain hit him full force once again and he screamed. His vision tunneled and he finally fell into blissful, painless unconsciousness.
-- Two scientist brought Gaster back, holding his unconscious form between them. Their faces were passive and uncaring as they tossed him into his cell. He landed with a clatter and he didn't get up. Another scientist who had been following them dropped some clothes in the cell before they all left.
Gaster didn't wake for a long time.
When he finally awoke in his cell to a gentle sobbing a little way away from him. He was on his stomach and he slowly pushed himself onto his hands and knees. He spotted his hands and let out a shriek of surprise and fear and launched himself against the bars of his cells, hitting them with a clanking sound. He was alive - alive and breathing. He looked down at his exposed bones and he started breathing heavier - and he didn't know why - he couldn't control it and he didn't know why. He saw the clothes near the bars and lifted them up and screamed into them.
He didn't speak to the others for days. He slept most of them, and the scientist left him alone for the time.
It took him longer to come to terms with what happened to him and even longer for him to actually talk about it.
- ROLEPLAY - -
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
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Post by cadmus on Nov 1, 2016 13:58:45 GMT -5
(thanks!! ^^ and wow june's experiments are a breeze compared to gaster's XD poor guy.. those scientists! The teleportation sounds really interesting btw. ^ I'm gonna try to develop my character's abilities a bit more in experiments because right now I feel her mutant progress has been pretty slow and all. we'll see..
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Post by Smokey Feather on Nov 1, 2016 14:33:20 GMT -5
(*lurks*)
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