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 Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 2:17 pm
Roxy smirked angrily and looked away from the robust Woman.
"Fine..."
Roxy crossed her arms looking at the guards that Helga had pointed out. She really hadn't even gotten much of a choice to come here at all. But if she was going to make the most of this place the last thing she wanted was to have to be escorted around and /forced/ in an even more unpleasant way to do things.
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Dr. Jack Summers let the girl go with a slightly annoyed smirk. He glanced at his wife for a moment before looking at the girl and the boy who happened to state a very dumb question in his opinion. He reached into the inner coat pocket of his white lab coat pulling out what appeared to be a cattle prod in the shape of a metal staff which he un-clicked partially allowing a few zaps of electricity spark in the rod.
"For now on My wife and I are your superiors. And My problem, is children.. Especially Girls, they are, how I should say.. Stubborn and have angst issues."
He held the rod down and looked towards his wife.
"That and my wife and I are ready to get to work. So if you don't mind."
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 8:05 pm
Bobby looked at the guy. Was he really serious? SUPERIOR? Where'd he get that crap?! He smirked a bit when he brought out the tazer. He wasn't all that scared. Then again, he wasn't sure that the doc was going to zap him.
"Yeah, whatever dude. That's what the last one said." he said, sounding like he was still pretty damn stoned. He really didn't care.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 10:32 pm
Caitlin followed Roxanne thinking about what Helga just said. Glancing over to Roxy, the mousy bespeckled redhead whispered, "I wonder what's so important about our ancestory?".................... Rachel managed to free her arm from Dr Jack Summers grip, glaring at the scientist, "I have no idea what kind of .... I didn't sign up for this program to be some @#%$ing slave, Doctor. I'm an American, damn it!!!" The tall blonde's clear blue eyes bored into Dr. Summer defiantly. ...................  [Enter Threshold from ?????] Threshold was on the mat training with his latest instructor, a large muscular Japanese martial artist; both men wearing the white pants of their respective gis. His 'student' had just dodged the last series of attack. Matthew Callahan was easily ducking and sidestepping each of Supporo's punches and kicks. After the next punch attempt, Matthew ducked behind Supporo and put him in a half Nelson, suppressing air by constricting his airpipe. The one eyed Threshold taunted his instructor, "So, this is the great master sent to instruct me." Just a moment after the taunt, Supporo got out of the stranglehold from the much smaller but wiry Blond man, who backflipped and then floated back down to the mat behind Supporo's back. Taunting again, Matthew continued to disrespect the Japanese martial artist, "Is the lesson over so soon? Or does the 'master' have anything else to teach me?"Supporo was infuriated, his growling voice easily heard, "I will teach you humility, Gaigin." Charging Threshold, his latest series of attacks were countered.... until Supporo headbutted his blond antagonist in the nose. As Matthew now lay on the training mat holding his nose to stop the flow of blood, Supporo laughs at Threshold's arrogance, "So, the young master can still be taught a few tricks. HAHAHAHA!!!!!" While Supporo laughed loudly, Matthew's anger grew. Focusing his anger into his abilities, Threshold's blue eye focused on the instructor's leg -- snapping the bones with his telekinesis, and Supporo dropped to the mat cradling his now broken leg screaming. Standing up over Supporo, Matthew quietly spoke under his breath, "Nobody.... Laughs at me."The Intercom on the wall beeps drawing Threshold's attention away from the fallen martial artist. Calmly, the I.O. operative walks over to activate the view screen to view a very stunning Ivana, dressed to kill. As the dark haired beautiful woman's face appeared with piecing dark eyes and ruby red lips, smiling lovingly toward Matthew. Everytime he saw Ivana, it would take his breath away. Outwardly, it never showed, "Hello Ivana."Ivana replied through the viewscreen "Sorry to interrupt your session but..... Oh Matthew. Not again!"Threshold blinked and looked behind him where Ivana was staring "Huh? Oh him? Supporo Sensei had a little... training accident."Rolling her eyes at Threshold, Ivana admonished angrily him "Goddamn it Matthew! You can't keep maiming every instructor I SEND you!!"Threshold replied completely unfazed "You just have to find me more challenging opponents."Ivana sighed before she continued "Oh, you're impossible!! Okay, I didn't call you to about your training habits. I wanted you to take a look at one of the new recruits. Her name is Caitlin Fairchild, eighteen years old, high I.Q. She has a high gen factor potential."Threshold wasn't impressed by Caitlin's appearance, "She doesn't look like much."Ivana continued her explaination, "I agree, but she was recruited by one of our operatives. I've read her file, and I believe she is the progeny of one of the rogue Gen 12s, a member of Team Seven. I think you'll agree that this one deserves special attention."Threshold's one good eye widened slightly in surprise and then he nodded at Ivana's image, "I'll keep an eye on her."Ivana smiled at her lover and ally, "Thank you, Matthew."When Matthew signed off, he now sported a a wide cheshire cat grin.....
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 10:36 pm
"And I am a scientist... not a slave owner, So long as you kids don't get on our nerves while we are doing our jobs and you treat this place seriously and not like some kind of high school we will not have to discipline you."
He simply added placing away the tazer like staff. Jack looked back to his wife and smiled a little walking away from the children.
"Honey you think we should take these kids to Helga, or get them started"
Rose brushed her hair back and walked to him looking at the kids.
"Chasing the kids away like usual Jack? How are we ever going to get any work done"
Rose hit her husband teasingly across his shoulder. She shook her head a little and then walked up to the kids and put her hand over her heart and tried talking to them sincerely.
"Sorry about my husband, he likes intimidating new kids... So, we are going to bring you to your rooms to drop off your things then to the mess hall where you can meet the other kids and meet your training instructor Helga. Does that sound good to you two?"
She smiled a little, in a motherly way to the kids and then looked back to her husband.
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Roxy smirked and looked away rather pissed off about the situation not wanting to say anything further. She was slightly curious to what they wanted them for their ancestry as well. She followed the two heading to their rooms.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 10:05 am
"Yeah yeah yeah you got it, weirdo." Bobby said and walked off, clearly unimpressed with the big tazer. He was a bit nicer to Rose though.
"Sounds great. Just keep the cattle prod down." he said with a smirk as he went off towards the rooms. He only had a duffel bag of stuff, and as sure as he turned the ipod down to help out the blonde girl from the helicopter ride, he fired it back up, blasting some Sonic Youth as he went to find his room.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 11:43 pm
Rachel muttered under her breath as she went with the others, "If he tries anything, I'll shove that cattle prod up his...."
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Helga led both Caitlin and Roxy to their new quarters showing some areas that the two girls needed to know, "Zere is zee Mess Hall. Breakfast vill be at 0600 sharp. Be zere on time, little lieblings. Tardiness is not tolerated. Und zat is zee Rec Room with TV, movies, games, etc. Here is zee student quarters. Each of you vill have your own rooms with zere own small bathroom. A luxury, I assure you."
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 8:25 pm
"My husband has no people sense, don't take that against him."
Rose said walking them into the living quarters for the kids. Her husband shook his head and walked up by the girl leaning down and talking to her quietly.
"Yes, no people skills, and by the way it's not a cattle prod it's a specialized stun gun that will paralyze /not shock/ it's victim for upwards of days. Although it can cause a great deal of pain maybe more than shocking...Glad we cleared this up pumkin."
He patted her shoulder and walked up to his wife who hit him again across his shoulder a bit harder and snapped at him.
"Stoppit you a**... You didn't need to tell her that, and you're going to frighten this kids and they won't even want to go to school here."
She stopped and grabbed her husbands tie tightening it a little.
"Go back to the lab I have the kids from here. Kids follow me my husband is going to go back to the lab where his social skills won't scare anyone."
She smiled and pushed her husband back behind her and motioned her arm to have the kids keep going in front of her.
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 9:51 pm
 While Rachel still mumbled following the scientist husband and wife team, Ivana observed from the dimly lit control room overseeing the security video feed, and other techs were busy tending to their respective screens. Of the ten teens that have already been brougtht in, the I.O. director flipped through the files in front of her. Behind the dark haired deadly beauty, Threshold entered Comp One in his uniform. "Hello Ivana. So what do we have?"Ivana Baiul turned her head blowing smoke from her cigarette holder, "Michael, good your here. Since I've already told you about the Fairchild girl, I won't rehash on that one. But out of the other nine canidates, four have strong gen potentials."Director Baiul handed Michael those four files, "Roxanne Spauding, Robert Lane, Max de Santos, and Rachel Goldman. I think you'll find the analysis on them .... interesting."Skimming the files, Threshold smiled, "We might have a good crop. How many subjects are we expecting for Project Genesis?""One hundred and fifty," the I.O. cyborg responded. Threshold thought a moment, "So assuming a fifty to seventy percent mortality rate... Fifty to eighty survivors.... Maybe... Three successes, if we're lucky."Ivana nodded, "That's why I brought both Dr. Summers into the project. Our chances should increase with them on board. I assume you heard about the successful alien clone?"The blond mutant traced his fingers across Ivana's shoulder, "Of course, while she looks promising. It would have been better if we had gotten the Kryptonian DNA instead."Ivana shook her head, "Actually, I've heard that Luthor had ... difficulties when he made a Kryptonian clone. If this one works out, we still have more the other alien's DNA."Threshold smirked, "Alright, I'll put her through the paces too. If she works out, clone army for our project."Both Ivana and Threshold chuckle.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2012 11:12 am
Of course, Bobby didn't hear Rose's plea for forgiveness on behalf of the screwba- err her husband. He turned down the ipod when he realized he was hungry . . . as in just came down from the pot and wanted eat everything in the next snack machine kinda hungry.
"Hey, anyone else itchin' for something to eat . . . or is it just me?" the stoner asked as they walked along.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 5:39 pm
Rachel sighed, "Food does sound good. So where are we going, Miss?" the blue lipsticked teen looked at Rose.
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After Helga led both Caitlin and Roxy to drop off there things at the adjacent rooms, the German native then took both girls to the infirmary for examinations. Afterwards, Helga took the two girls to the mess hall. When Caitlin picked up her food tray, her shoulder was still sore from the shots administered to her. Slipping in a seat beside her only friend in this place, Caitlin commented to Roxy, "As long as neither of us end up being branded like cattle, I'll consider ourselves lucky."
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 8:53 am
"I will escort you to the lunch area where we might meet up with Helga one of your training instructors and then you can kids can join with the others who arrived just a little bit earlier."Rose stated calmly as if being a tour guide. It wasn't her forte, she was a scientist who took great care in her work but this job would have to do till they could diminish the weaker teens and save for the ones with most potential to survive their experiments. Experiments on her mind she brought them into the cafeteria. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Jack Summers on the other hand had reached his lab and began working on some micro technology that they would help utilize in their mind control experiments along with the help of brain washing chemicals. He tinkered with the tech surrounded by very few other scientists.  In this IO base there was an underground training gym that existed for the soul purpose to train and work out those who had super human abilities. Amber Summers, her given name, also known as RedFire had just finished working out in the gym. She had on, a white tank top and bikini shorts with fluffy boots as was the main fashion by rap stars girls. Amber made her way to the lab to visit her parents before coming up behind her father leaning over him and wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
"Daddy, what are you working on now?"
She asked teasingly. Of course she really didn't much care for the boring monotonous work that her parents were interested in despite the fact that it was what helped create her. She was a clone of Starfire but felt she was her own individual and would prove she was nothing but herself. As quickly as she seemed interested in her father she suddenly became bored.
"What is there to do, I'm bored and tired of just staying here... "Jack looked back at his daughter and didn't move her arms knowing her strength as a non human was too much of a hassle. "Well, there are new kids that your mother is talking to. Maybe you'll want to go like, chill, or /hangout/ with them Amber."Amber made a pouting face before standing up and looking more curious and interested.
"Oh, new kids, I hope there are some hot guys."
She smirked in the thought of those shirtless, sculpted men that she liked seeing in the magazines that her parents had gotten her. Amber kissed her father on the cheek and began walking away waiving.
"Okay daddy, gotta go mingle before I start tearing this place apart. Bye..."Jack smiled a little before putting on a serious working expression again. He really enjoyed the feeling of having a daughter again. One that hadn't betrayed their trust or ran away. A daughter, that word brought back memories, and feelings of being a real parent. In his mind he felt more accomplished in his work having his /daughter/. He continued to work tenitively on his assignment to get it done. There was many people that could have this used on them, due to the fact that those teens, those supers, were not prone to listening to orders as well as they would like. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  Sarah Rainmaker had spent nearly a week now in solitary confinement after being captured by I.O. Far from the sky near the underground training room she was locked up and drugged unable to make any use of her newly gained abilities. But that was the least of her worries, what they could do to her or any other teen that would fall victim was a horrible thought in her mind. When would they let her out.
"Can't give them what they want... I have to escape..."
Sarah thought to herself. She imagined the day not to long ago she'd been captured in the desert. If only she'd hid better she though. Maybe if she'd held on a bit longer to stay away. It was no good, only thinking about her home in Arizona made her wish she'd only escaped that much sooner. I.O. had ruined her life.((Worth a shot, to get everyone accounted for... emotion_brofist ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2012 5:06 pm
Next Morning......
While all of the new students were asleep in their beds, Helga strode down to the guard station on the level that all the kids were on. A couple of the black suited guards stood by to assist, eager to watch Frau Kleinmann whip these brats in shape. Humming the 'Halalujah Chorus' from Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, the German drill instructor turn on the speakers to every kids' room and turned the volume all the way up. Smiling to herself, the muscular woman easily picked up an empty metal trash can and a black baton.
Then, Helga banged the baton against the can and produced a deafening cacophony in each room jolting the students wide awake. Then, Helga shouts into the intercomm, "It's 0500, my little leiblings!!! Time to get up, get dressed! All of you get yourselves ready und form up at ze guard station! Zen ve vill form up and you vill march in ze orderly fashion to ze Mess Hall! You all must ve ready by 0545!!! Zat ist all!!!"
Both Rachel and Caitlin bolted upright in their beds in sheer panic. Both girls were too scared to do anything else but get ready in a rush. From a couple of rooms, the guards heard some rather liberal curses and chuckled at the reactions.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 9:28 am
Bobby wasn't about to let some weirdo drill instructor come in here, waking him up before the crack of noon giving HIM orders! He took a shoe and chucked it at the source of the racket with a mumble that sounded something on the lines of "Ahh, ********!" but got to his feet. Clearly this drill instructor wasn't about to let him go back to sleep.
Well, THIS isn't gonna last long. he thought, ALREADY planning an escape.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 2:08 pm
Roxy didn't really much care for the call and living on noisy streets she really could sleep in if she tried. She pulled her pillow over her head hugging the sides snugly to her head. The first thing that popped to her mind was that if she got up she'd need a cigarette most of which were gone and wouldn't last her the rest of her stay there. Roxy grumbled and curled up under her blanket refusing to get up so early. The sun hadn't even come up yet, why the heck did they need to be up. This place was worse than detention centers, or even jail in her opinion. At least she'd gotten more sleep there.
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RedFire had already been up by that time, and as asked by her parents she went to go check on the others to make sure they got up. It would be a sure surprise.
"Now which room belongs to a hot guy?"
She thought, walking past the rooms. Her wrist watch, brittle by her standards stated that it was already 5:15 am. She walked past the rooms checking some papers her parents had given her. All the odd work and training she had been given kept her busy enough to not be destructive to the base itself. Amber saw the one guys name, Bobby. She smirked finding the room he was supposed to be in. "3, 2, 1, 5:30. Should wait 15 minutes but he's a guy right, shouldn't take him that long to get ready." She thought to herself opening the door walking in.
"Time to get up Mr. Bobby Lane."
She peaked around the door and looked towards the bed walking up to it. He was under the blankets mostly, it wasn't enough for her to tell if he was worth getting a one night stand or maybe the next 10 minutes from but she wasn't going to let that stop her. She sat on the edge of the bed and sat seductively looking towards the ceiling waiting for him to get up and notice her.
(( I can see Amber teasing everyone for some fun... Guess it's Bobby's turn lol. Seriously she needs to get out more often :I if only.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 4:16 pm
Bobby had lazilly opened one blood-shot eye and saw RedFire. Woah . . . maybe escape can wait a day or two . . . or at least 'til I run outta pot. he thought as he eased up to his side. He could care less about Drill Sergeant Schultz as he eased himself sitting up next to her. Needless to say, when he realized Redfire was here in his room and about as hot like red pepper, he didn't need coffee.
"When'd you get in? Sarge pass through again?" he asked as he looked at her. She looked beautiful . . . wouldn't mind going on a one-night stand with her!
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