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 Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 5:30 pm
Mrs. Joans watched from her computer. "Place him on the table and restrain him our doctors will be there to iject him shortly." said Mrs Joans into the mic.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 10:06 pm
Cyrus tossed Dean over head and flat on his back onto a lab table inside room 195.
"They sure do pick an odd lot for the subjects now, but who am i to judge?"
Cyrus began disappearing and reappearing around the table where the restraints were, lock them into place.
Dean was in no position to move anymore.
"Hope you have fun Winchester... by the time this is over your gonna wish you were an angel..."
he chuckled locked the door and vanished, only to appear beside Mrs. Joans.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 10:00 am
Mrs. Joans looked into the computer screen. then pushed a button on the Mic. "Give him dose number 2987403, the boy has the highest % chance of fusion without any rejection or side effects with that vial."
After this some men and women in white coats came into the boys room, hooking up strange contraptions and all sorts of tubes to him.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 11:06 am
Dean just lays there thinking man what the heck are they talking about but a better question what are they going to do to me. He looks around but quickly notices he cant move dang and who was that guy he throw me aside like I was nothing.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 11:20 am
"Mrs. Joans will this actually work?"
Cyrus seemed intrigued for a second, but then laughed not taking the moment too seriuosly.
Patted her on the back and said, "what am i saying your the genius here"
as he made a smile and vanshied into thin air,
all left heard was "call me if you need me"
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 6:38 pm
One of the men in white pulled out a needle and poked it into the boy. ( it contained project 195 and a large dose of antistetic.) After pulling it out the people in white left, they had many more people to repeat the process to.
(( IF your an Angel user you just whent through the same treatment so rp from either being draged out of you cell to being injected or when you wake up.))[/color]
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 3:33 pm
Dean passed out shortly after the needle was stabbed into him man I have to wake up he stirs a bit in his sleep but makes no real attempt to get up. My god what was in that thing my arm feels horrible he falls back into sleep.((where do we wake up?))
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 7:11 pm
((I'm going to guess back in the cells))
Her muscles ached from all the thrashing and resistance from earlier, she didn't much want to move, and unkown to her she was still screaming out while she was unconscious as she relived the entire event in her mind. She cooperated as they went down the halls but then again she didn't have much choice in fear that she'd be in more than she already was after recieve a rather fierce blow to her head. She recalled the colled steel table and the coarse straps which she fought aginst each moment growing more tired and stressed from when she first arrived. The needle piercing her skin and cold prickly feeling that crept her spine as the syrum worked it's way into her blood stream and through out her body. Finally she stirred waking to the sound of her own echoing voice, yelling, begging, and pleading for them to let her go. Her eyes fluttered open and she took in the familiarity of the cell she had been in what seemed like hours before, which it might have been, ever since she had come here she had lost all track of time. She couldn't tell you the time let alone the day or even the month.
As she looked around the cell, she felt comforted by small room that she was early terrified of. The four thick walls provided protection, something she was clinging to at the moment, the thought of protection. She wanted to sit up, but her body was numb and she lacked the strength at the moment, so she took in the sight of the cell from her floor view. She could tell her hat was no longer upon her head, it was probably lost in the struggle, and she was pretty sure her hair was no longer tied up because she could feel it like silk on the back of her neck and shoulders. She probably looked like a mess, some homeless child right now, just waiting to die. She had certainly dropped in status since she was born gone from rich, to middle class, to wherever the hell she was now, she still wasn't sure. But who could think about status at a time like this her body was numb and tired and she felt so oddly different. She wasn't sure what to call how she felt right now. It was more like paralysis more than numb, she knew she had limbs they just weren't moving, she was tired but at the same time her hearts was racing and she couldn't think straight, a raging headache had taken control of her mind. She wondered what was in that syeringe they stuck in her arm, had they drugged her, posioned her? Whatever it was it doing something to her, maybe this was the slow and painful way she was suppose to die. If so atleast the killers were creative she'd give them that. But something was still nagging her at the back of her mind. A voice she remembered hearing as they brought her into the room, something about Fusion, dose, vial, side effects, was this some sort of cruel joke reality t.v. she wasn't sure. The last thing on her mind was being someone cruel little science experiment.
Catching her breath Caden was finally able to raise herself from the cold floor and use one of the walls for support as she looked at her arms. They were full of pin pricks, bruises, and cuts. It didn't hurt really it was just the shock of it all. But she had reached the conclusion now that, whatever had happened it wasn't to kill her, but she didn't know what was going on. She couldn't put the pieces together, but something seemed to be happening and she felt odd and she couldn't realy describe it without sounding crazy, it felt like her mind was being split into two. "I wonder if this is what it's like to feel hung over?" she hymned trying to stay positive, she didn't need to go into shock again.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 12:40 am
Mrs. Joans stared at the screen they were alive good...now to see if it was a sucess. Mrs. Joans pushed a button opening a door in all the cells. Will they survive the obstical corse? She woundered.
(( The Coarse starts on a giant dirt road divided into sections one per subject. Its gots mines all over. After that is a pond filled with gators, and finaly after the few sections merge into one a cliff. with a big old bullz eye 5 miles down. You may discover your angel at any point during the coarse but remember your seperated up till the cliff good luck.))
Renton woke up with a realy bad head ache. He looked around a single door was open. Thjis felt like a trap it looked like a trap so it must be a trap. He thought.... but it was the only way he could go. Renton jumped off the table he was on. He fell down and slowly got back up on his feet. Am I druged? he though. He waited to regain his bearings then proceaded out the door onto a long dirt road.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 3:14 am
Dean finnally stands up and rubs his head "man that stuff is annoying Istill cant feel most of my body" looks around. "Dang I am back in this cell at least I know they arnt trying to kill me..... right away."((sounds cool do we wait for someone to take us there))
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 10:58 am
Cyrus, being bored and unstill, thought he would go and watch the captives as they go across the obsticle course.
He teleported infront of the door on the dirt path. When he looked in the cell he saw a girl dtruggling to stand.
Hmm this must be Miss Caden Vogel. he thought to himself.
"Well Hello Miss Vogel," He vanished and reappeared behind her, "I'd help you up, but there is no need to baby an angel," he teleported on the other side of the room, "The Obsticle course is waiting for you, please tell me your gonna at least get up and try."
Cyrus sat down and pulled out a roll of bread.
"Hungry Miss Vogel?" He held out the piece of bread playfully, but not willing to give it to her. He only did this to see how she reacted.
Cyrus smiled.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 1:12 pm
Upon arriving here Caden would have jumped at the sudden dissapearance of the wall or the sudden appearance of, whom she guessed was one of her captors. But now it all seemed so unsuprising, that and the fact that she was almost completely out of her mind at the moment. But everything he had said confused her and jumbled her theory of what was going on even more so than what it was. 'What on earth?' she thought to herself as tried to tie all the words together. But whatever it meant that dirt road ahead of her seemed like the only possibility for a way out, but it might be just an obstacle course as he had said. At this point there was a small voice nagging at the back of her mind, but she didn't quite yet understand it. And Caden practically recoiled at the offer of food, the stress and anger boiled a bit inside her before it started to release the energy her body needed for movement. "Shouldn't you be torturing small animals somewhere?" she hissed. She scooped up her hat off the floor and pulled it back on to her head as she turned for the dirt road. Normally she would have stayed put, not wanting to venture out to possible danger. She was no more than 5 feet out of the cell before she kicked a rock with her shoe only to be knocked back from a blast of very hot air coming from a smoldering hole in the ground where the rock had just landed. She dusted herself off and stood up once more, starring off into the distance at the hole in the ground. 'A bomb!' she yelled in her head, she didn't know why she was so suprised, she should be use to it by now. She turned back to face her cell, from where she had left. "You people are absolutely crazy!" she yelled, there were so many others words she wanted to say but she kept from it and stared out along the path. She wondered what on earth was all out there.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 1:43 pm
Cyrus teleported in front of her.
"excuse me! small animal torture is on thursdays..."
He kept a serious look for a while and then blasted out laughing in tears.
"But really do you think your going to make it through all of this?"
He looked down the course.
"... ugh look you'll," he paused. There was the sound coming through Cyrus's Headset that only made the sound of static to Caden.
"Take!" cyrus yelled shoved the bread into her hands and teleported away. All was left silent.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 4:04 pm
Dean looks out his cell "well no welcome party but I guess it is better then staying in here" he gets up and starts to head out when he kicks a rock it flys for a bit and lands on a mine. "Well now this got a lot more interesting" Dean starts to slow his pace but keeps heading forward watching where he steps.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 4:15 pm
Cyrus appears behind Dean a few good feet and tosses about five rocks over his head.
Hitting many landmines infront of Dean and a giant explsion is set off.
Cyrus falls down laughing.
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