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 Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 5:49 am
#336699#996699Ella's lip quivered at the crazy girl's response, but she maintained her glare, shooting a hateful look up at the cameras. If they thought they were going to do that to her, she would declare that they had another thing coming. She crossed her arms for comfort wishing she could hug Izaiah like she used to when she was younger. He felt much the same way. Looking up at Ethan as he told her that crazy one couldn't help them, she unnecessarily retaliated. "Well, duh." She sniffed snobbishly and looked away from Ethan. Both Izaiah and Ella jumped in surprise at Leon's outburst, although they remained heavy in thought at the questions Maria had spoken aloud just moments before. Ella jumped on Leon, banging on the cage for emphasis. "Don't tell me to shut up! It's you and your friends that got us here in the first place. However they found us doesn't matter because you guys picked a crummy place for a hideout!" She accused too them easily, knowing it was just as well her choice to join them in their conspiracy theories and plotting. Izaiah furrowed his eyebrows, finally seeing that Ella was merely in panic mode. She wasn't just feeling rebellious and angry, she was completely losing it. Before she could continue yelling at Leon, Izaiah interrupted her. "dul, rab me ulofushen." He told her. Just as many twins, and even siblings have done, Izaiah and Ella had their own language. He was telling her to calm down. She pointed her glare at him, her arms crossed, back straight. "Merellen. cusheen ful mor." She replied, snottily. "Care meeks zim." Her glared faltered a bit from whatever he had told her, and with a heavy sigh she calmed down just like that. Her crossed arms softened a bit and she pressed her back against the cell wall, sliding down it slowly until she sat gently on her butt. She was looking down at her worn tennis shoes absurdly thinking of needing new ones soon. Izaiah remained frowning at both her behavior and the situation, but he was just as scared as they were and just as far away from a solution. He wasn't sure what to do except sit in his cell and think. The room was oddly constructed and looked rather advanced, and he wondered what the point of keeping them together like this was. Together but apart. It was strange, and he could only determine that it was their way of studying them. He shifted uncomfortably, hating being out of touch with Ella. He hated this whole damn place, he wanted to escape. "We should wait and see how things work around here for a couple of days. We don't really have a choice." Izaiah began telling the rest of the caged kids. "If anyone finds an opportunity to escape, they should take it and go get help." Ella's glare still intact watched Izaiah as he spoke. She didn't have any better ideas, but she didn't like the idea that someone could escape and would end up leaving her and Izaiah behind.
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 5:57 am
 Isaac Rothlyn ♪♫ To you, and even you
To be blunt, I’m not really needed
In this world, right?
That festival seems pretty fun ♫♪
Isaac let out a small sigh, one of the things he hated was new people coming in. One, they would have to go through the experiment which from his experience's are not fun, and two, they would spend hours and hours screaming and yelling pointlessly until they lose their voices. Closing the book he was reading and placing it down beside him, Isaac leaned against the back of his cell "You all know there's no point in all this yelling,right?" he asked looking up at the ceiling no emotion on his face. He'd seen tons of people come and go, after all he'd spent most of his life in the lab, it was always the same.
♪♫ I dreamed of rich colors
But when I wake up, all I see are my two black hands
Only I’m being torn apart
That voice sounds so happy as it sings ♫♪ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
♪♫ Now these points of data make a beautiful line.
And we're out of beta, we're releasing on time.
So I'm glad I got burned.
Think of all the things we learned
For the people who are still alive. ♫♪
Marie had finished up working with the group and headed back into the main lab area taking a seat at her desk. She pulled out a large folder in the bottom draw of her desk and started flipping through it. Inside the folder were Isaac's results from the experiment's, he'd become quite useful since he was young and his brain was still developing. There were also some other strange anomalies that popped up when he was tested, though no one knew what the cause was just yet. A little while later a familiar voice spoke to her, looking over at Chaney and nodded giving a small smile "Yeah, I was informed that they had arrived a short while ago. What do you think? Promising subjects?" she asked curiously.
♫♪ Look at me still talking when there's science to do.
When I look out there it makes me glad I'm not you.
I've experiments to run there is research to be done
On the people who are still alive ♪♫
Marie Rothlyn 
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 6:16 am
 Dr. Thomas Chaney In response to Dr. Rothlyn's question, Dr. Chaney dropped his eyes to the bottom screen that was keeping an eye on the children. He had the sound disengaged, but he didn't need it. Their body behavior declared a mix of normal emotions such as anger, panic, and even silence. Upon a closer inspection he noticed a kid, curled up looking sicker than normal. He took note of the cell number and then looked back down some papers on his desk, flipping through them casually until he found what he needed. The blonde kid Leon Clarke wasn't looking too well. He'd seen just behavior before in a few of the previous test subjects that have been injected with the testing preparation chemical. They used it at least an hour before all testing was to commence as it better suited the lab environment. However, his current behavior, and possibly sickness wasn't conducive. They may have to start his testing sooner in order to counteract any side effects that were occurring. "This Leon Clarke." He began looking over at Dr. Rothlyn and then back down at his files on the kid. "He might have the Beta Bug. We should start his first test soon."All preliminary tests were rather non-painful and in-evasive. It mostly included injections of a series of drugs done through an IV. These drugs enhanced activity in certain, but important parts of the brains that were necessary to engage the brainwashing process, which in itself was the painful part. "I'll send some men down there to get him settled into the laboratory and ready for testing." He stood up from his desk and started gathering the necessary papers, clipboards, and files on Leon Clarke. ((Made some stuff up to make it sound good... hope that's ok. Will edit info if you need me to))
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 9:25 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 11:27 am
☆═━┈┈ αℓℓιsσи тαмяч ━═☆ Allison snorted at the newcomers throwing around ideas. "You think others haven't tried that?" Then she shrugged. "Good luck, I guess." She barely glanced up from her doll's re-braiding process. Allison simply tried to keep the doctors from causing her pain, but she had long ago accepted that escape was futile. Even her fighting them just brought in more men to hold her down. Sometimes they had mercy, but it was very rare in Allison's experience. ❝Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower,
but only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief. So dawn
goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.❞
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 6:21 pm
#336699#996699Ella could only frown at both her brother, the kid she barely noticed with the book, and lastly the comment from the crazy one. Were they really just collecting kids here, these ******** psychos. Izaiah looked over at the kid who he hadn't even noticed until he spoke up. He seemed pretty young, but more taken care of than the crazy girl. "Who are you?" He asked, his eyes curiously trying to make out the titles of the books that lay around in the other kid's cell. ((small post, but I just wanted to help get things moving along.))
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 6:48 pm
Isaac Rothlyn ♪♫ To you, and even you
To be blunt, I’m not really needed
In this world, right?
That festival seems pretty fun ♫♪
Isaac looked at the boy who asked him who he was. "My name is Isaac. Or subject thirteen if you read through my file." Isaac stated calmly then noticed that the boy was looking at the textbook he had just put down. "Electrical Engineering." he said before returning his gaze upwards. The first thing in every new subjects mind when they got up was to scream their lungs out, the second was to plan an escape, and the third was to try and avoid the experiments. Unlike most subjects, Isaac never did any of these things, he found no point in it. His mother had found him when he tried to run when he was little, and she made sure that he would never try anything like that again.
♪♫ I dreamed of rich colors
But when I wake up, all I see are my two black hands
Only I’m being torn apart
That voice sounds so happy as it sings ♫♪ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
♪♫ Now these points of data make a beautiful line.
And we're out of beta, we're releasing on time.
So I'm glad I got burned.
Think of all the things we learned
For the people who are still alive. ♫♪
Curious, Marie placed the file back into her desk and walked over to Chaney's desk. Looking at the screen that showed the holding area she noticed Isaac talking to one of the new people. Funny, usually he wants nothing to do with the other subjects she thought to herself with a small chuckle then turned her attention onto Chaney.
"Alright, make sure that the bug gets handled properly, if the reaction gets into a critical state then he might suffer temporary brain damage. If that happens the tests will become harder to get results for about a week. Marie stated glad that Chaney had seen that the boy wasn't doing well.
♫♪ Look at me still talking when there's science to do.
When I look out there it makes me glad I'm not you.
I've experiments to run there is research to be done
On the people who are still alive ♪♫
Marie Rothlyn
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 6:57 pm
Dr. Thomas Chaney "I love it when you talk nerdy to me, Dr. Rothlyn." Dr. Chaney replied with a flirtatious smirk. He was mostly being playful, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't have any attraction to the beautiful redhead in the lab coat. He picked up the receiver of a black corded phone on the corner of his desk and pressed two buttons. before holding it up to his ear and waiting for the other line to pick up. "Cell Number 12 is ready for testing. You may need to restrain him, but do not use sedatives." He told the 'muscle' which were several men in scrubs that usually did most of the heavy lifting for the 'brains' which were people like him and Dr. Rothlyn. They confirmed the order and set about to get Leon Clarke into the lab Dr. Chaney picked up his paperwork and headed out to the testing lab with a playful wink to Dr. Rothlyn.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2015 8:32 am
Leon heard footsteps in the distance, sitting up to notice one of the scientists walked in with a few others. They came to his cell to get him, he stood up and look over the scientist and other men. He couldn't figure out what they wanted, he didn't want them messing with his brain like Allison said they would.
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