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The room:



At first, everything is dull.

Then, the senses assault all at once, a strange hiss, the feeling of stale, clammy air hitting skin, strange noises, and the light, painfully bright.

It takes a good few minutes to adjust to the surroundings.

The only thing odd about the room itself were the strange assortment of man-sized pods, strange oval, futuristic even creations covered in glowing runes. Most of them remain closed, some of them have stopped glowing.

Everything is still a blur, vague memories closing in on each other. You made a promise to someone. You were promised escape - and then -

Nothing made sense.

Not in the past at least. As you finally step out of a strange shaped cylinder, you see something strapped to the side. It catches your eye because it has your name written on it. Your name. Age. Gender. Nothing else. You keep on walking, stumbling, hobbling. All the other pods are mostly closed. You finally hit the door. There is a bright red sign on it that is unavoidable.

PODS ARE UNDER MAINTENANCE. PLEASE APPROACH WITH CAUTION.

The door is locked, it seems for now, you are trapped inside this room. The panels are all sealed, it seems like whomever designed this room purposely did it to make it extremely, extremely dummy proof.

There wasn't any pain, which was weird because the last thing she remembered was having a spiked yoyo bigger than her fist stabbing her in the heart. Her memories are muzzy and the nagging sense of dread in the back of her mind pointed out that she can't move. She tried not to panic but instincts kicked in and her pulse jackhammers from the effort. There was a hiss of stale air, tinny beeping that could just as easily have been alarms buzzing to her disoriented ears, and finally light. Blinding, painful light that the woman could barely shield her eyes from even with her hands that she now finally had control over.

I will find you. The words had her stumbling out of the pod, landing ungracefully elbow first with a heavy thud. Pain spreads through her arm and she welcomed it, something familiar at last, although she can't help but note spinning wheels and asphalt were missing. Squinting to let her eyes adjust, she spotted something strapped to the side and moved in for a closer look.

Ligaya Sison delos Santos. 23. Female

It took her a moment to realize "Holy ********, that's me." And it occurred to her just how she felt so weak and so stiff, a body that remained immobile for so long. She decided to remedy that, rising to her feet to half hobble and half run to the door, pins and needles shoot up her leg, protesting the sudden movement but Joy ignored it.

There was a voice and she found she wasn't alone, "Hey, hey you, you came out of something like this too?"

(( Lydia Stiles - Approved by Liz ))

There was nothing, and then out of nothing, there was suddenly everything all at once. Sounds, smells, feeling returning to her limbs. A hiss of air, and hazel eyes shot open, a loud gasp escaping from lungs as something fell open in front of her. Light, blindingly white bright, stung at her eyes, made her squint as she stumbled forward, and promptly fell to her knees with a loud smacking thud against the cold floor.

"Oh, ohhhh owwwwwwww oww ow owwwwwwwwwieeee owwwwww!" She gritted her teeth and hissed in pain. "Ohhhh my goodness oh my goooosh owwwwwww." She went on, using her hands to ease herself into a crouching position on her feet, leaning back on her heels before reaching up to rub at her now quite sore kneecaps.

With quite a bit more whimpering and an extra long, loud, snorting sniffle to tie it all off, Lydia finally looked up from her position, finally blinked around owlishly at her surroundings, and finally wondered, just where the heck she was!

"Hello??" She called out, slowly pushing herself up into a standing position, though she still looked just a bit wobbly. Everything around her was blurry, and she found herself squinting again, while she struggled to remember why she would be waking up in such a strange place.

Now scratching at one of her arms, she turned to see where she had come from, eyes landing on an odd contraption, and as her gaze roamed over it's strange contours, she found something that helped, but only slightly.



"OH! OH YA OKAY!" Her voice was perhaps just a touch too loud and excited as she turned back to the room, not really...talking to anybody just yet as she had not quite realized anybody else was also awake.

Until, of course, she just then did notice.

"HI! I'm Lydia!" She stumble clomped her way over towards the other three who were sort of seeming to be gathering together. "That's what the machine-y thingy says and that's who I am! Who are you guys?" She gave them each a bright smile.

Despite the circumstances she seemed awfully cheerful and not at all put off by whatever situation they were currently in.

"Er, hey there," Wyatt greeted to the three others that emerged. He cocked a brow to the cheerful girl. He was normally an upbeat person himself, but at the current moment he was more concerned whether or not he had been probed with something in his sleep.

"Name's Wyatt," he offered with some hesitance. The situation was uncomfortable and made him want to give a fake name, but considering that his name was already written down in evidence in the room, there probably wasn't much use in that plan. "No. I was hoping that some of y'all would know what's going down here. I can't even remember how I got to this place."

And that would be the first thing Xi saw when she woke up. That woman got judged so hard. She wasn't even aware of where she was before she was already judging.

People were having a pow-wow and that was nice and all but they sounded dumb, but that was okay because all people were dumb. There was something about the brain using only 10% of its capacity, which was a lie by the way because people believed anything, but she was pretty sure it meant that she was just smarter than everyone else.

After a long lapse of silence - she had heard Wyatt and co's conversations but had summed it up to be small talk, she really couldn't take the stupidity any longer. "Just so you know," she began, because it was important to start conversations letting people know things they didn't know, "someone locked us in. It's a social experiment probably, and we're the-" she corrected herself -"you are the dependent variables." As if she would be grouped with them.

Joy nodded at the series of introductions, until it was briefly interrupted by the opening and the slamming of the door. Joy whipped her head towards the sound, saw the door open again and a face in the doorway. She raised a hand and opened her mouth to call out to the woman to wait a moment, only to have the door slammed shut again.

"Putang ina mo," she growled at the sealed exit before turning to stare at the woman who wasn't bothering to play nice. "The locked in part's pretty obvious but I gotta side with Delia on this," what the other woman said made more sense, "'Cuz if this is some sort of experiment, all this tech and gear makes me think mad scientist."

Joy? Or Happy? Lydia liked it, and latched on to that idea immediately, and offering the girl a wide smile combined with perpetually squinting eyes, "So like, Happy Happy, Joy Joy?" She then began to giggle, and slapped at one of her legs, before letting out a loud snort.

She stopped abruptly straightening back up with a long sigh. "Oh goodness I am sorry! I'm sure this is all very alarming. I'm a little alarmed as well but...One of the last things I remember before waking up here is a dragon that tried to eat me." Her eyes lit up a little in excitement at that, "A helicopter crashing in an ocean and a man in a white hooded jacket...." She closed her eyes as she tried to remember him.

"Oh but he was a handsome man, all ruuuggged and mysterious~ He had a very wolfish feel, like the elusive Amarok." She sighed dreamily, her thoughts drifting away on a pleasant stream where she and the hooded mystery man found themselves lost together on an island (one not full of terrible creatures goodness not again!), seeking shelter in a cave where they were forced to curl up together, naked, of course, to keep each other warm.....

Her eyes suddenly snapped back open, and resumed squinting.

"Oh well yes anyways, hello, Wyatt. Hello----" Her attention was not caught by any movement as she likely couldn't see that far away anyways, but by the sound of the door closing. She turned towards it, and, low and behold, there was another stranger! One that didn't speak to them all too kindly, but Lydia mentally shrugged that off. She was used to such treatment.

"Oh I do love experiments, though I find that very unlikely, in this case." She gave her head a rapid shake, before clomping her way over towards the door.

And that was when the shouting from the other side began.

"Oooohhhhh Oh I know this one! Your face is a social experiment!" She retorted, clapping her hands together before leaning against the door, pressing her ear against it as though to listen to the thumping better.

"May I ask, complete stranger that will probably have a headache later, before I go back into my pod, what is the current date?"