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 Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 9:22 pm
The government was worried, that was the simplest way to put it. There were threats of bio-weapons popping up everywhere, and after the third World War Germany wasn’t in the best conditions. The army was torn to shreds and it’s people literally had no hope. Radiation had swept over two thirds of their crops, rendering them useless which resulted in famine branching out everywhere. It was with desperation that the government sought for military answers to their problems, and that was why Experiment Seven Sins was executed.
Twenty children were either given away to the government or stolen from their homes resulting in an unease that swept through the country. Reports of the missing children spread across Germany before dying away as the years passed. Once in a while a child’s body would be found in a ditch, terribly mutilated from the experiments that he or she had to endure. It could only make one wonder what would occur to the survivors and why so many were being killed. Once the first batch of children died, save a few, a second batch was kidnapped to be experimented on.
Arthimus knew the cold hard truth behind the experiments; being one of the unfortunate kidnapped children himself. He knew that seven children were selected as the final experimentations, two from the old batch and five from the new one. They had been locked together in a room, waiting for the other children to be experimented on. Granted, they were taken care of well, but the ominous threat of being experimented on clung onto them like heavy cloaks of death. Arthimus could recall how tiny their room was, and how the doctors told them how many children were left until they were experimented on.
Being blind and deaf, Arthimus felt the fear tearing up at him even more. He could only count on the people who shared the room with him, waiting for the tell tale tap that would tell him that another had died. Finally, their waiting had ended and the experiments had began. The first that had been experimented on was Maveric, the one who had stayed there the longest out of all of them. Once he was gone he didn’t return to the small room, causing tension to rise among the other six.
Next to go was Austin, then finally it was his turn. Trembling in fear, Arthimus barely remembered anything besides pain, fear, and emptiness when he was in the lab. When he was finally allowed to enter a new room, he was heavily bandaged and fearful. He noticed that two other experiments were in the room, and as the days progressed their family became reunited once again. He had also noticed during this time that he could hear and that there was also something wrong. Thinking nothing of it, Arthimus reveled in the array of sounds that tickled his ears until finally the bandages around his chest and eyes were removed.
It was then that he noticed he could see. Excitement had swept over him as he bounded around the room, hugging his family until the excitement became too much and Lust came out. It was then that it was understood what had become of them. They had become weapons…very dangerous weapons. And with that, Lust warped her body so that she was nothing but luscious curves, pale skin, and dark hair. The experiment was a success, but at what cost?
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 9:53 pm
Sloth The window suddenly opened, she could feel the rush of cold air coming in...
Cecelia hid under her bed, she had been there since the Thunder Storm had started, clutching tightly to her stuffed bear. She saw the boots walking on her floor, mud tracks following. It's just a dream, she thought to herself, tightly closing her eyes. The wind furiously blew at her, making her hair cover her face. Suddenly, the steps stopped.
The man covered in dark clothes lifted her tiny bed. Cecelia squealed with fright, but the man just grabbed for her. He picked her up carelessly, her teddy falling to the ground. "Mr. Bear!" She shouted, and suddenly a hand came to clasp her mouth. She couldn't breath, and suddenly, was unconscious.
When Cecelia awoke, she was thrown onto the ground, and heard the clanging of bars. Her head throbbed with pain, and her over-sized Pj's stained with mud. Her auburn hair dripped with water, and her feet felt numb. Cecelia quickly looked around, and sobbed, running to a corner. In a sad attempt, she tripped on her pants, falling head first into the wall. Again, came the blackness of unconsciousness.
When she awoke, blood rushed from the wounded spot, and now she wailed. A man also dressed in black came and shushed her, but that attempt failed. She couldn't remember anything, all she knew was that she was in pain, and that her name was... was... Cecelia Irene. That's all she knew. The voices seemed muffled in her head, and she felt something touch her leg. She glanced down, seeing a stuffed teddy bear, and suddenly stopped crying.
"Why are you crying?" The teddy bear asked, and as if on cue, Cecelia remembered its name.
"Mr. Bear, I don't know where I am, my head hurts, and, and," She sobbed, gasping for air between the stopping sobs. She glanced around the area, noticing others. However, this didn't seem to help her. She felt scared and lonely, and utterly anxious in general.
Cecelia swallowed hard, and looked down, only to find that Mr. Bear was gone.
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 9:54 pm
Austin sat by the tiny barred window they were allowed, just staring outside at the rain. She preferred quiet times like this, even though it was silences such as these that made her try to remember how it all started. She could vaguely remember a man and a woman that had been her parents, though they were always shouting at her until she was brought here and they disappeared. She didn't even want to think of the time after that, the years spent meeting people only to have them leave the confines of their room and never return.
She'd been terrified the day it was her turn to leave the room, only a few days after Maveric had been taken. Hiding behind her usual emotionless wall, she silently endured the pain of the experiments, drifting in and out of consciousness. Looking back into the room at her 'family', she was partly glad they were together, that they'd survived.
Such good little lab mice, Austin thought bitterly, a hand clenching and growing slightly warm though she didn't notice before the warmth disappeared. She'd always had anger issues, Austin knew, but she also let her mind ponder why they'd been getting so much more intense lately. Could something have changed inside her just as with Arthimus? Was it always going to be like this? She didn't know, but she hoped not.
Looking away from her window again, slightly annoyed at the sound, she saw a new person brought in, possibly the youngest she'd seen since she was that small. Half glaring as the child talked to herself, Austin just turned back to the window, letting the soft sound of the rainfall soothe her nerves.
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 10:17 pm
Maveric sat against the wall in a corner of the room, staring at the others, though more through them than at. He didn't move and didn't speak, a statue deaf to the world. His dirty blonde hair was short and the bangs fell across his face, nearly concealing his light green eyes, which were piercing.
His mother had died giving birth to him, and his father had already been gone for years. A passerby had found him crying in a box on the street and took him to the government, who took him in as an experiment. He was brought to a room and left there, and others joined him, and he hated them all to no end. There was no good reason for his hate, but they annoyed him, they invaded his personal bubble, which was about ten miles long. It wasen't his fault, he had grown up there, unsociable, without any human interaction apart from the rough men from the government.
Then one day they took him away from the others. At first he fought to get away, then realized it would do no good, and did nothing as they experimented on him, he didn't show any signs of pain, till he was thrown back in with the others. He did nothing as the new girl was bought in, though he did shift his gaze slightly to her, blinking slightly as he saw how young she looked, though he didn't have much of a sense of age, and it made him a bit curious, and he shifted, turning to look at her, though he didn't say anything, of course.
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2008 8:34 pm
Her hands laid flat against the wall as Bijou stained them using some fabric dye she had found tossed across the floor, somehow twirling its way towards her as if it knew its purpose. Carefully, she coloured her nails red, letting a heavy sigh out at mistakes.
Her once beautiful hair had long been matted and tangled, nothing but a wad tied back with a cheap rubber band.
The small cries from the young girl grated against her nerves, but she focused on her nails, not sure if this was permanent or not.
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2008 9:52 pm
It had been years since Selena had first been brought to this... place. That was the nicest way she could describe the facility without cursing. The raven-haired teen's memories of her past slowly faded from her. Leaving her to wonder what ever happened to her real family. Had they given up on finding her after that fateful night when she had been kidnapped? Perhaps the government led them to believe that their oldest child had died at the hands of a murderer. Of course this wasn't far from the truth as the person Selena used to be was nearly gone. Her carefree days as a normal child had needlessly been stolen from her.
Extreme pain seared through her head as todays experiment was executed. Some days it was impossible to block out, while others she could ignore. Today unfortunately was more of the torturous types of testing. Passing out from the pain everything faded to black and she was once again lost in dreams of her former life.
Selena only came too after the testing had concluded and the lab technicians had her tossed back into the cell with the others. As her face hit the floor she slowly opened her violet eyes. Everything was a bit blury as she pushed herself up onto her arms and turned to give a glare at the roughians that had thrown her so carelessly. However they had already disappeared into the darkness of the long hallway before she could even get up. As she struggled to sit up Selena placed a hand to her forehead and leaned forward groaning in pain.
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2008 6:28 am
Mia sat on her bed, her knees drawn up to her chest as she carefully studied her hands with what could only really be percieved as an obsession. Carefully every line, every joint, every nail was inspected as if she expected to see the blood that was once there reappearing before her gaze. She almost seemed desperate to see it, but could not say why or perhaps she didn't want to admit such things aloud and had purposefully forgotten. After all, this was a place for secrets...
A child's cry...a time forgotten.. Memories tugged at her subconcious, but never quite surfaced like a drowned little girl weighed down with the sorrows of sins of her past, eternally reaching up pleading for help and yet always just out of reach... Did she cause this? Was it through her own fault she'd been brought? ....or had she always been here? She didn't know.
The cry of a child came again, and she looked up from her contemplation at the others she called family. For a moment, the shadows pooled around her, giving the effect that the blood she'd first appeared with still existed upon her cheek and hands, dark with time and the dirt of the cell, but the effect was gone just as quickly as she moved silently to Selena's side to help her up. The experiments had been particularly bad this day, the pain still lingering in her own body, yet still...she offered a small cup of water and a sad smile. "I'm sorry I can't offer more..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 4:18 pm
Austin turned to watch for a few moments, not caring to dwell in her own mind at the moment. She passively watched Mia tend to Selena as always, though she had no clue about this new girl whom Austin didn't recognize. Of course none of the others would be bothered with seeing what the girl's deal was so with a sigh Austin stretched slightly and got up, walking over to her. "I'd ask if you were alright, but that's a really stupid question around here," she softly greeted Celia. "You want some water or something?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 11:04 pm
Lunar Mirage
The cry of a child came again, and she looked up from her contemplation at the others she called family. For a moment, the shadows pooled around her, giving the effect that the blood she'd first appeared with still existed upon her cheek and hands, dark with time and the dirt of the cell, but the effect was gone just as quickly as she moved silently to Selena's side to help her up. The experiments had been particularly bad this day, the pain still lingering in her own body, yet still...she offered a small cup of water and a sad smile. "I'm sorry I can't offer more..."
It was difficult for Selena to speak at the moment and in nearly a whisper she extended her gratitude to Mia, "Thank you." With as much of a smile as she could muster she took the water and the assistance, from her adopted sister. From the instant that the two girl's met they had connected and as the days wore on the closer they had bonded. It would still be some time before the pain from today's torture would wore off. She finished the water that had been handed to her before moving to a more comfortable spot. Slowly and carefully Selena made her way to one of the unoccupied beds and sat down. She leaned back against the cool wall and closed her eyes. Sighing heavily she pondered how much longer they would be stuck in here like the guinea pigs they had become. Hearing sobs coming from across the room followed by Austin's voice brought her back to the present. As her eyes opened Selena directed her gaze in their general direction. She was kind of surprised to see such a small child having joined them. It would be a miracle if the new girl survived the horrible testing which they had all endured thus far. The newbie couldn't be more than nine or ten years old as far as Selena could tell. It was pathetic how low their government would stoop for their "project". Selena whispered once more to Mia, "When did they bring her in?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 5:26 pm
Celia looked up from where 'Mr. Bear' had previously been. Instead of answering the question, she replied with another. "W...Where am I?"
So innocent she looked, but it was only before she had been thrown into this prison of a room. She obviously didn't remember it, but if she had, she would've only felt pain, hatred, which both were overcome with sudden laziness, and the refusal to do anything.
[[Yeahh... I'm thinking I ran out of things to talk about in this post. XD My bad.]]
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 6:21 pm
Austin shrugged, she barely knew where 'here' was herself. "Well, I guess it's safe to say you're in your new home now. Other than some government facility, your guess is as good as mine. Name's Austin by the way." She really wished she could do more to help this waif of a child but there wasn't a whole lot she could do.
((it's okay, nobody's going to beat you senseless for a paragraph or less of a reply- just perhaps maybe no one-liners))
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 11:27 pm
Mia settled onto the cold, hard, and rather dirty floor beside the bed Selena sat in, pulling her knees up to her chest to eek what warmth she could. Her hair lay in long dirty mats down her back more grey than the pure white it truly was. Sighing, she watched Austin and the little girl for a moment trying to think when she'd come in, but really she wasn't sure. All she knew was that she'd not been there when she came in, and certainly hadn't been there before Selena. "Don't know...wasn't really paying attention," she quietly replied to her lone friend. "She musta come in just before you, cause she wasn't here about a half hour ago..."
She'd long since stopped truly paying attention to who came and went anymore, as most didn't last and never came back after a few sessions. Sure, she could of tried to form friendships with the others, and she had long ago...but found it was a fruitless waste of time. It hurt to realize a friend wasn't coming back...could never come back...nor would they ever meet again in this life. So she'd withdrawn deep inside herself. That was until she'd met Selena, and things had clicked so smoothly between them. She giggled to herself to think of something someone might have told her about Yin and Yang...the dark and the light...Selena and Mia. Black and white.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 10:44 pm
Celia made a fist, moving it to wipe the remainder of the tears from her eyes. Mr. Bear was back, walking about the room, then stopped, and looked out the small sliver of a window. He was thinking, and though he looked only an innocent stuffed animal, if you were to rip him apart, his stuffing would be black.
"I'm Cecelia," She began, regaining all her breath finally. "But, I'll hate you forever if you call me that... Celia's okay."
She moved a lock of hair from her face, revealing a small and slightly freckled pale face.
"I'm... kind of tired," she yawned, looking up at Austin, her eyes drooping ever so slightly. You couldn't really blame her for being tired, though... it was rather warm n the room, and the warm dripping rain pitter pattering against the window made such a relaxing noise, which seemed so alien to the place.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 10:57 pm
For the first time in a very long while, Maveric spoke, and toward Celia no less. "Yeah, welcome home, Little p***k, I'm sure you'll be very happy here, like the rest of us." His voice was a bit deep, and extremely sarcastic. He also had a prominent British accent, which you could call strange. And the little girl had seemed to have been given a nickname, which could be shown as some sort of twisted sign of random affection, from Maveric, at least. He then shifted again, turning himself toward the wall, and falling backwards, so that he was glaring at the ceiling as though he could melt it with his gaze. The boy's arms were crossed against his chest, and his legs were raised so that his feet pressed against the wall a little ways up, ignoring the universe and all that lived in it.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 6:47 pm
Austin just rolled her eyes, glancing towards Maveric. "Gee thanks for the ever helpful words of wisdom," she replied to him sarcastically before turning to Celia. "I think that bed over there's open," she told the child, gesturing to the one near Arthimus' usual spot. "May as well get some rest while you can."
Inwardly Austin sighed, a bit of her firing up again at the thought of a kid that young being in such a facility as this. Celia shouldn't be here, she should be out playing with other kids, doing whatever it was normal kids were allowed to do. Invisibly, a form took shape behind her, a man about her same height with ghostly white hair and skin. "Feel the hate, embrace it. Don't worry, we'll kill those scientists yet for what they've done to us," he whispered into Austin's ear, rising her temper as the room became noticeably warmer.
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