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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 21, 2016 2:34:11 GMT -5
From the commotion, the pale experiment was now fully awake. She sat up off the floor where she'd been laying, showing her teeth in irritation. She hadn't appreciated the rude awakening. Fortunately since her own powers were currently inactive, so she wasn't aggressive, but rather lethargic and apathetic in events that didn't concern her. Even if there wasn't much for peace around here, she'd been enjoying what little quite there had been.
"Be silent." She snapped. "I'd rather sleep on my own terms, not be rendered defenseless by a tranq or gas brought on by your outbursts."
From experience, she'd learned whenever she acted upon destructive habits, the scientists gave little warning before acting. Perhaps because her power was brute force and aggression, and they kept close tabs to keep her under control. She'd never seen Mika get tranq'ed before being pulled out for an experiment, though that was probably because he was too timid to fight back like she usually did.
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 21, 2016 3:06:07 GMT -5
Mikey just growled deeply as he shook the hand he used to punch the wall, seemingly satisfied with the burn mark he made on the blistering-ly white paint. "That needed a little bit of colour anyways." Mikey said, heat still radiating off of his body like he was a damn oven as he flopped down on one of the couches, his long dirty blond hair splashing over his eyes and covering his glasses. He blew it out of the way, mumbling something about it being too hot in here. Or maybe it's just him. He couldn't really tell.
"I hate them." Doesn't everybody? His mind jeered, but Mikey pushed that thought aside. "Just because I have fire power doesn't mean you get to push me around. Or anyone, for that matter." He was more ranting to himself than anything, a pastime he found himself doing sometimes. "If I could burn them, see their skin blister in my flames, see their eyes turn to liquid and melt out of their sockets, and their hair burst into fire, no matter how gory it would be I would do it. All to the chorus of my laughter." Mikey let out a small giggle at the image in his mind.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 21, 2016 3:27:09 GMT -5
Valkoinen gave a small sigh, resting her hand against her palm. She didn't give much heed to the other experiment's rantings, trying to get back into her comfortable spot on the floor. She definitely had a bone to pick with a number of the scientists, but that could wait for now. When she was relaxing like this, she could be very patient and calculating. Unfortunatley when she acted and used her strength, she tended to lose sight of her plan and just act on instinct and rage. It was something of a work in progress.
She lied back, rolling on her stomach and folding her arms under her head. It wasn't quite as comfortable as it had been before, especially now with the excess of heat in the room from the pyro-monger. She didn't bother to correct the boy's ramblings, just choosing to pass them off as a nonsensical rant. At least the scientists didn't seem to be up to anything so far.
(Gotta sleep. Be back tomorrow.)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 27, 2016 19:48:38 GMT -5
(Still here)
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 27, 2016 19:52:09 GMT -5
(I'm still here too, sorry I didn't know what to do and I just forgot rip)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 27, 2016 20:06:35 GMT -5
(Its alright. We probably have to wait for hawk)
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Aug 27, 2016 21:01:29 GMT -5
Screen name: LiliesoftheDawn || Aria || female || 16 || Aria's power is destruction. She can choose to turn anything into dust. However, it takes pretty large amounts of energy to destroy anything larger than her own hand and she must be touching it with bare skin. Plus, she has pretty bad control over it and is terrified of touching anything living, because she might lose control.
(I realize that I probably can't be accepted right now but I wanted to post this so I didn't lose the thread or forget. This is the first powers rp I've been really interested in on the new forums.)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 27, 2016 21:31:42 GMT -5
(Alright~ Hopefully Hawk returns soon to approve you and we can rp)
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hawki
Pronouns: she/her/that one weirdo
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Post by hawki on Aug 29, 2016 1:53:47 GMT -5
(I'm back~ Welcome, Lilies, I'll add your character now. Sorry for poofing for so long D:)
Rysa heard some sort of commotion and retraced her steps down the hallway, finding Mikey unsurprisingly ranting about killing everyone with fire. She leaned against the wall, arms crossed at her chest, eyebrows arched in his direction. He was a strange one, she could give him that. That wasn't to say the other Fallouts weren't just as broken and bizarre, but Mikey was just... Mikey. She clamped her lips shut to hide her laughter, pausing to speak only when she was sure she wouldn't chuckle. She didn't need singed eyebrows again. "Mikey, are you having homicidal tendencies again?" She sighed and went to sit on the couch next to him. "Need a hug?"
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Aug 29, 2016 16:11:05 GMT -5
Aria walked slowly down the hall from her room to the common room. She was exhausted from her most recent testing session, and her head pounded as she slowly recovered. The effects of her powers were mostly localized when it was small stuff, but after to many small things or things that were larger, she ended up feeling like she'd run a marathon. Anything more than that, and she'd pass out for massive amounts of time, sometimes even days or weeks. She dropped into the first open, undamaged chair, barely registering the commotion around her until a few seconds after she'd sat down.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 29, 2016 16:34:43 GMT -5
Since the others all seemed more or less occupied, Valkoinen returned to trying to go back to her napping. Perhaps it wasn't the best decision to sleep where everyone tended to congregate, but there was always the smallest reassurance that no one could sneak up on her if the others were around. Even if they weren't great friends or anything, the presence of danger would at least stir commotion amongst the others and be enough to rouse her.
Mika stayed in his room, though the door remained open from the last visitor. He listened to the noise coming from the common room as he rested his back against the wall quietly. There didn't seem to be too much going on, but he was still fairly anxious and unable to rest. The lack of sleep still had him exhausted and paranoid, but he persisted, too worried something would happen.
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Aug 29, 2016 16:47:03 GMT -5
Aria sat quietly for a moment longer, trying to shake the feeling of pain. She sighed and looked up, taking in the rest of the room. She shifted her position so that she was being completely supported by the chair instead of holding herself up in anyway. Then she spotted Valkoinen.
"Hey," she called softly, thinking that a distraction might lessen the headache. She would have spoken louder, but didn't want to wake her if she'd fallen asleep already. She knew that if someone could fall asleep, they needed to be left that way. None of them got enough sleep around the testing schedules.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 29, 2016 17:04:54 GMT -5
Valkoinen opened one eye, tilting her head slightly to focus her gaze on the other experiment. She gave a slight scowl at being disturbed, but she didn't speak yet, waiting for her to speak. What could be so important that she had dared to bother her?
Well, perhaps that wasn't such a fair thought... She'd been trying to make an effort to appear less hostile towards the others trapped here too, and reserve her irritation and anger for those who held them here. She lifted her head a bit when she realized the girl looked... well, less than alright.
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Aug 29, 2016 17:13:37 GMT -5
"Sorry." Aria said, sounding pretty sarcastic in her apology. "Didn't mean to upset you that much." Then she shook her head, although the motion hurt, and shifted in her seat again because that many sore muscles were impossible to get comfortable. "I just need a distraction. It helps with the exhaustion. My name's Aria. Your's?" She was still looking at her, wondering if she'd get a reply this time. She knew her sarcasm wouldn't make her any friends, but she couldn't help it most of the time. How was she supposed to when no one had ever forced her to learn how?
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 29, 2016 17:43:00 GMT -5
"Refer to me as Valk. It's easier." Valkoinen replied shortly, shifting so she was lying on her side facing the girl. She percher her head on her hand before pausing. She needed a distraction? Well, Valkoinen wasn't good at much aside from starting arguments... What did she do for distraction besides sleep? And bicker... "Go about this room and count every nail you find. In the furniture, in the walls, anywhere." She suggested.
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Aug 29, 2016 17:53:05 GMT -5
"Urg... Walking..." Aria complained. "I'd rather talk," she continued. "The scientists aren't much good for that. Have you ever tried to get out? I've tried more times than I could count. But this stupid thing stops me every time," she said, indicating down at the white suit that completely covered her from the top of her throat down past her toes. It was made of thick material that took too much of her energy to break apart, as she couldn't stop the destruction once it had started on a object (if she still touched it anyways), and the back zipper was hidden under a collar she'd never been able to rip open. By the time she'd gotten the other suits to open enough for her to start destroying things to make her escape, she'd been out cold from the energy draw of cutting through the suit. The method was crude but ingenious.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 29, 2016 17:53:50 GMT -5
(I'm sorry, I'll be back later tonight. My husband is dragging me out to eat. We had a bad week and he wants to cheer me up. I can try for mobile but my posts will greatly suffer for it.)
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Aug 29, 2016 17:55:36 GMT -5
(It's fine. Enjoy your meal, don't worry too much about replying to me unless you want to.)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 29, 2016 20:16:39 GMT -5
(I've returned)
"I've thought about it. Don't know anyone who's actually made it out." Valkoinen replied with a small shrug. "Besides, its not like if we were to escape there'd be anywhere to really hide. Look at me." She remarked, gesturing to her pale skin and white hair. "Imagine how quickly they'd have a wanted poster or something match up to me." She was only half kidding, but really, she had no idea what was out there. True, she hated it in here, but what if she hated it out there too?
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Aug 29, 2016 20:30:57 GMT -5
"Mmmmm. Hair dye? I bet you could do that. Then you just go somewhere without a whole lot of sun, and hope you like," Aria said, then she stretched, got up, and moved closer to Valkoinen. "You are right though. It's impossible to get out of here," she flopped down on the floor beside her, looking up at the ceiling from her back. "I could do it, if I could get out of this thing, and if I had some one to drag me out of here after I dropped from breaking all the locks. At least, I think I could," she frowned then, not liking how she over estimated her own power. "I think I could make it through all the locks. I don't know how many there are."
(Welcome back!)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 29, 2016 23:52:36 GMT -5
"What's hair dye?" Valkoinen asked, wrinkling her nose. It didn't sound pleasant.
That aside, she didn't really want to talk of escape. As far as she knew, they were always being monitored and the experiments tended to get rougher and more painful when these conversations came up. She turned her head a bit toward the door the scientists usually entered through, pale eyes cautious.
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 30, 2016 0:25:59 GMT -5
(I'm back~ Welcome, Lilies, I'll add your character now. Sorry for poofing for so long D:) Rysa heard some sort of commotion and retraced her steps down the hallway, finding Mikey unsurprisingly ranting about killing everyone with fire. She leaned against the wall, arms crossed at her chest, eyebrows arched in his direction. He was a strange one, she could give him that. That wasn't to say the other Fallouts weren't just as broken and bizarre, but Mikey was just... Mikey. She clamped her lips shut to hide her laughter, pausing to speak only when she was sure she wouldn't chuckle. She didn't need singed eyebrows again. "Mikey, are you having homicidal tendencies again?" She sighed and went to sit on the couch next to him. "Need a hug?" (Oh yay back) Mikey felt his hands against the couch, and found them to be blisteringly hot. "If you'd like to burn yourself most likely, sure. Go right ahead." Mikey tried to calm his heat down, as he was still pretty damn angry, but was majorly unsuccessful. Usually he gave off a more comforting heat, making him susceptible to random hugs during what seemed like he cold months of the year. But when he was made don't touch him unless you want to get burned. Badly. He shuffled against the couch, making room for her if she wanted to hug him, which was probably not going to happen. That was alright, Mikey wasn't much of a hugger anyways.
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hawki
Pronouns: she/her/that one weirdo
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Post by hawki on Aug 30, 2016 2:43:17 GMT -5
Rysa took stock of the heat radiating from his body and decided against hugging him. It was like sitting next to a furnace or an open flame: she could practically feel his temperature tanning her face and the exposed skin of her neck. "Rain check."
God this is so short x_x sorry for the crappy response)
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Aug 30, 2016 14:10:01 GMT -5
"It's supposed to change your hair color, I think? I heard some of the female scientists talking about it once, then she came back with hair a different color." Aria followed her eyes, finally realizing that any scientists listening to her would definitely be worried about the topic of their conversation. She changed the subject rather abruptly, knowing that others weren't quiet as used to being run into the ground by testing like she was. The scientists were always trying to make sure they knew the limits of her powers so they could properly guard against them. "What do you do? I've always wondered what other testing sessions are like."
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 30, 2016 16:43:17 GMT -5
"Well truly I don't do much." Valkoinen replied. "When I use my power, I become an even angrier person than I already am, and I don't think too well. Tends to make the egg-heads in the lab a little nervous, so they shut me down whenever I start. As for tests, mostly chemical. We finished the physical end of everything some time ago. I really don't know why I'm still stuck here if they're mostly done with me." She raised her voice at the last part, directing her bitterness toward the door. Really, if they couldn't think of anything else for her to break, why not let her go?
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Aug 30, 2016 19:09:50 GMT -5
"Mine are still mostly physical. Seeing how far I can go, trying to catch any growth in power because I'm a flight risk. Though they have started directing lots of extra sensors at what I'm breaking recently. They must have realized something cool about how I do it, I guess." Aria shook her head again. Her pain had started to subside, though she wasn't really noticing it as much with the distracting conversation. "Sometimes I wonder if they'll ever finish physically exhausting me every time they want to try something. I'm getting very tired of being constantly unable to do much of anything." She turned her own head to look at the scientists' preferred door, wondering who they'd be after next.
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hawki
Pronouns: she/her/that one weirdo
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Post by hawki on Aug 31, 2016 1:34:33 GMT -5
(*casually drops in.* hi people~)
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Sept 1, 2016 18:43:05 GMT -5
(Anyone on?)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Sept 1, 2016 19:18:30 GMT -5
(Hello, guys.)
Valkoinen nodded slighlty and she leaned back, lying with her arms spread next to her. She wasn't really sure what to say now, especially since there wasn't ever much to talk about. What test happened, what scientists had planned, when it would end, what it was like outside. It was all either about the lab they knew or what they thought the outside might be like. So really, very little new subject material to be concerned with.
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Sept 1, 2016 19:46:44 GMT -5
Aria stared up at the ceiling, not really seeing, more just breathing. She was edging towards sleep, her brain beginning to catch up with the exhaustion the rest of her felt. She was slightly scared that if she fell asleep in the common room, there would be consequences, as she'd only ever slept in her own room. However, she was too physically tired to get up and move. So she just let herself relax there, sprawled out on the floor.
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