[IC] Experimental Army

[KatherinWinter]

Vlad signaled the guards to bring the teen to dinning room. He has set up a buffet for them. He had put out many of the teens favorite foods. He was hoping the food would distract them. This was the first time they would interact. He could hardly wait to begin the next step in his plan. He would prove his theory. He but first he had to turn criminals into soldiers. It would be an interesting challenge.

[RumikoOhara]

Angel was Doubtful of her situation wondering why anyone would recruit her out of prison. She knew that they didn't do this without some sort of diabolical need.

"Oh well I have need of getting out of prison walls and lovesick calls" she thought as she filed into a banquethall with a few others.

After looking around for a moment Angel found herself a spot that was out of the way and allowed her to study everyone

[KatherinWinter]

The room the teens were lead to was the size of an average baseball court. It had tables scattered everywhere. There had to be at least twenty tables throughout the room. All the tables were empty. There seemed to be only one way in and one way out of the room and that was the door the teens entered through. There were ten soldiers alone the right and left side of the room. They stood evenly spaced. Each had a taser and stun gun. The weapons would be made out of what appeared to be some wired plastic. There were two guards at the door guarding it.

[Peaceless]

As the inmates filled in, a looming shadow blocked the doorway. A moment later emerged a large man, considerably larger than most of the rest. He also looked much older, a passing effect created by the short dark gray hair on his head and the weariness in his eyes. He obviously lacked sleep, and maybe other things. The effect was broken for anyone looking at his square face - it was almost beaming innocence. And regret.

After walking through, he immediately shuffled to the side, to prevent himself from blocking the way for the others. He seemed to be aware of his size, and in full control of his body. Despite his impressive width, his jail uniform was even larger, hanging like a drape from his shoulders.

His eyes scanned the room. He was not looking at the other inmates - more at the guards and the furnishing of the room. He cringed when his eyes took in the expansive buffet - his first thought was that he did not deserve this. His second was that they probably wanted something from him. A sacrifice that was supposedly worth this kindness, and of course his new-found freedom.

Truth be told, he wasn't hungry. His head was swimming a little. He hadn't had much sleep and almost no food in the last week. As the other guards, the non-military ones, guided him out of his cell a few days ago, he pushed lightly against the cell door. The bars were hard as iron, at least as hard as iron should be. His power was lost, and his hope it was temporary was above all other thoughts. Indeed, he wasn't hungry, for food that is. He instinctively searched for anything metallic in the room.

[Saarebas]

"Uuuuuuuuggggggghhhhhh! It is way too early for this." The young teen that was Eugene groaned as he was herded into the room with the rest of the experiment subjects. The lanky teen's eyes were closed shut behind his black rim glasses as he shambled into the room, narrowly avoiding bumping into one of the guards. He stretched and yawn, he had rolled up the sleeves of the prison uniform they had given him and at some point managed to cross out his name on the tag and replace it with Dr. McRad. When he finally opened his eyes he let out a slight gasp which was quickly fallowed by a WOOP WOOP. He looked over buffet that was set up, his stomach rumbling as a response. "Duuuuuuudddddeeee, being a lab rat isn't so bad if this is what we get feed." He said as he grabbed a box that contained his favorite meal, chili cheese fries. He took a fry and tossed it into the air and caught it in his mouth, some cheese landing on his cheek. "Yep, lab rat seems pretty damn good right now."

[Kitty]

A girl with pure white hair walked through the hall with two guards leading her to the room that all the 'experiments' were being taken to. The white haired girl had cat ears and a cat tail that matched her hair along with bright pink eyes. This girl, Ciara, Wore the normal prison garb but she had the top half tied around her waist instead showing the white tanktop she had on underneath it. As they neared her ears twitched and she could that there were others here already. She didn't want to socialize with people at this time, currently she felt more like taking a cat nap at this time. Ciara sighed as she walked in to the room the guards stopping at the door. She simply walked over to the table and sat down in the chair her tail swinging back and forth behind her. As she watched the door and the others in the room silently.

[gamer5910]

Flippy was lead by two guards who he tried to talk to, but they kept silent which was no fun. When he was lead into the room he noticed there was his favorite foods. Flippy dashed over to the food as quickly as he could to grab a plate, and grabbed a seat at one of the many tables. Flippy admired the food in front of him fried rice mixed with peas, cooked carrots, and eggs which is something you could order at a Chinese restaurant. Then in an instant Flippy dug in without hesitation eating the rice as fast as he can.

[Song Book]

Fox moved with the guards her hand wrapped in a badge from punching the ground in her cell several times after her last failed attempt with her ability. Walking with the guards into the room she scooted herself off to a empty wall. Leaning against it. She really wished she could go and practice with her ability more, but no She HAD To come meet everybody else. Fun. Like this wasn't going to end in tears. Red hair lashing around her face as she walked her ways to sit across the table from some cat looking lady. At least it wasn't someone who could mess with her. She hated those people.

[RumikoOhara]

Angel was enjoying the many ways her fellow prisoners were obfuscating their real motives or just being themselves. She could play games but she'd agreed to cooperate and saw such activities as wasteful.

So after a moment of thought she started to feed herself from the food that had been offered.

[Zetsuko]

Meta, as the guards called him, was led into the room with four guards rather than two, these guards were armed with live handguns though they too were made of plastic like the stun guns, he still had his normal clothes on and the cover on part his face rather than a prison uniform, his transfer to the facility had taken place over a short time frame and he had not received one, as he and the guards entered the room two of the guards joined the ones by the door and the other to left as Meta silently toke a seat at one of the tables.

[Morric]

Everything was so loud...
The rumbling hum of mechanical hardware buzzed out with the symphony of scrapes and clangs that bellowed in the darkness. The whirring wail of robotic joints called out from the corner. A faint tapping and scratching noise hissed from below as something skittered by. A cacophony of muffled voices whispered in the background. Above it all, the harmonic thumping of metallic bangs closed in, growing louder in volume with each thump.

"Have you seen the latest batch of meat?" Asked one of a pair of armed guards walking down one of the brightly lit corridors within this facility. "Yeah. Looks like trouble if you ask me." Replied the other guard as they approached a large door, one of only a hand full lining the back wall at the end of the corridor. To it's side, A blinking interface panel covered in series of buttons, screens, and card receptacles. "One of them passed me in the hall earlier during rounds. Dude was built like a shed." Several blips and beeps faintly rang out as the guard punched in access codes and slid a card across the key input. "That's nothin man...you work a job like this...you see things that you might wanna forget."

The hiss of hydraulics and pistons echoed about the hall as the massive metallic doors separated into plates and compressed into the walls. Behind the doors, another rather complicated looking chamber full of monitors and various devices that silently hummed as the processed data and displayed information. Reclining in his chair with tired eyes traced on the readout of a monitor was another guard. "Wake up private! It's break time." The weary guard turned to see the two who walked in, looking on with an expectant and exhausted look on his face. "Shift change?" He asked, picking a bit of crust out of his eye. "No man, orders say Wraith goes to the newbie meetings today." Onlooking eyes glanced over to one of the monitors with a bright green display. A night vision camera looking out from the upper corner of a darkened cell slowly moved back and forth, overlooking an ample young man laying inside of what almost looked like a coffin. The camera focused in on his face, which looked out into space with emotionless eyes. "Doesn't this guy sleep?" Asked the taller of the guards, staring down at the monitor. As he moved in closer to inspect the subjects visage, the feed flickered and his blank gazed was fixed on the camera lens, catching the guard by surprise. Cringing a bit and breaking his view away from the monitor, the guard shook his head and rubbed his temple in angst. "Just drop the containment network and lets get this goon up stairs so I can take a lunch at the commissary."

Suddenly, the cell lit up as several LEDs flickered on. A small roach scuttled across the chamber floor, aimlessly darting across the ground for cover from the illumination. -Warning. Disengaging Multi-Matter Containment. Warning.- An automated voice blared out over the cell block intercoms as the ceiling reclined and the bed in which Wraith laid began to ascend, pushing him into the above chamber where the three guards awaited his arrival. "So whats the deal? This guy aint a jail bird so why's he bein lobbed in with the others?" Shrugging, the shorter guard approached 221. "Alright pinocchio. I guess it's time to go play with the real boys and girls." 221 quietly listened, standing from the chair and following the three guards out of the interlocking doors of the chamber and down the hallway toward the lift that would take them up to the dining hall

[Araby264]

Dante walked into the Banquet hall silently, not bothering the guards, not speaking to anyone. She sat at the first seat she came to and put food that was nearest to her on her plate before she began to slowly eat. She watched to other inmates silently, just judging their behavior and wondering what they possibly could do. She spied another inmate doing the same as her across the banquet hall. She had red hair and was watching all the inmates with an amused look on her face. She absentmindedly wondered who she should make friends with. She knew how prison mentality was, stick in your group, don't bother anyone outside of that group unless you wanted to start problems. Normally she would just stick to herself, but these people were different. They each could do different things, and each one of them was dangerous. Dante knew that if it came down to a prison brawl, she couldn't survive alone. So, Dante kept watching. waiting for any opportunity that presented itself.

[KatherinWinter]

Now that most of his lab rat's were in the cafeteria Vlad decided it was time to make his appearance. He nodded to the guard who let his pet out of her cage. She glared at him. If looks could kill he would have been dead but at the moment his pet was harmless. He caressed her cheek. "Time to met the others."

Roxy growled low in her throat. If she had her knife the old creep would be so dead. One of these days he was going to learn to not touch her. One of the guards shoved her with a tazer her reminding her that she was suppose to be following the old man. She didn't want to but fighting the guards would only make things worse.

Vlad signaled the guards to keep the girl out of the cafeteria. She was a surprise. He opened the door and looked around proudly. His thin grey hair looked like he had stuck his hand into a light socket. He wore a white lab coat over a faded grey button down shirt. His dress pants had clearly seen better days. On his feet were a pair of worn out dress shoes. All and all he was a mess.

[Song Book]

Look who it was Dc. Vlad himself. Decided to peek his head into the conjuation of his pets. She smirked to herself turning back to the plate. On that plate was some pork which she was intent on burning when she was allowed to. But showing of her ability wasn't something needed to be done all of a sudden.

[Araby264]

Dante watched as Dr.Vlad walked in, looking like he'd just gotten shocked by lightning. She wondered what was going to happen. Probably a speech... Or a demonstration. Thinking of the former made her shudder. She hoped no one would have to be hurt on their first day together.

[Kitty]

Ciara's primal instincts took over as she gave a slight hiss towards the doctor, her ears flattening on her head and her eyes narrowed as they turned into her gold cat eyes. Her tail twitched behind her as she glared at him. Not enjoying having him here.

[GhostReaper]

Alex was the last to enter the the cafeteria. The good Doctor seemed to already be there as he entered the room. The guards led him to a seat as he sat down. He looked at his food as it appeared to be Tamales in a red sauce with re-fried beans smothered with cheese. He looked down taking a bite before looking up to the Doctor. He could feel something inside of him stirring as he looked at him. He felt angery, but it was odd. It wasn't his anger he was feeling, it was like something inside of him. He had felt this way ever since he woke up. Strange feelings, urges that weren't his. He figured it was normal though, and that the others had the same thing. That didn't stop it from disturbing him any less though.

[Peaceless]

The strange scientist/janitor apparition broke Ezekiel free from his hungry trance. The man's appearance was so contradictive compared to the soldiers, it was enough to break the teen away from his brooding as well. Here was something undercover, off the records, as legal as a chemical weapon. Despite himself, Ezekiel was intrigued. And his way to redemption definitely passed through a project that will utilize his power for the good of his country.

He looked around the room properly for the first time. It was quite large compared to the amount of people in it, which made the orange jumpsuits stand out even more. These were his team-mates, he realized. Criminals like him whose usefulness to the state outweighed their crimes. Most of them looked completely normal, but then again, so did he. As he was thinking this, he realized his eyes were stuck on the back of the cat-girl's head, and it took real effort to look away, at the tables.

With comic relief deserving a pre-recorded clap, the silence was broken by an impressively loud grumble coming from his massive gut. Embarassed but well-aware of his body, Ezekiel quickly took a seat at the table in front of some harmless-looking food, which unfortunately was quite close to where cat-kid was sitting. He quickly spread some butter on a tosted piece of bread, threw smoked sardines on it, completed the sandwitch with tomatos and another piece of toast, and then was about to get up and get the hell away. Something told him doing that would be more embarassing though, so he sat down, threw an apologetic glance at Werekitty, and began eating the samdwitch with large bites.

His eyes eventually returned to the scientist. For now, the complete and total lack of metal in the hall went over his head.

[YamiCuoreLaroux]

He had struggled. Actually tried to resist and run back, even. It didn't work. One way or another, they had caught him again and dragged him down the hall, kicking and screaming, completely incapable of noticing anything else around him. "Lo restituisci! Maladetti stronzi! Lo restituisci!" Eventually reaching the cafeteria, the two guards threw the blindfolded and heavily cuffed boy inside and to the floor. Spitting out several other colorful-sounding foreign words, the blue-haired male pushed himself to his knees using his elbows. His ears perked slightly at the sound of something...no, several other people present. He hadn't been thrown back to his room this time. He hadn't been strapped to another table, either, and it smelled like...food? Actual food?

Clenching his jaw slightly, he remained kneeling in his spot, head raised to catch anything going on nearby. The tension in the air made it seem like people were expecting something, though he couldn't possibly see what it could be.

[Araby264]

Dante watched as a new person was brought in. She watched as he sat and took everything in. The doctor still seemed to be waiting for something. She had just enough time to wonder what it was he was waiting for before a new person was brought in and and literally thrown in kicking and screaming. Dante was so shocked she almost stood. But, she caught a guard at the corner of her eye staring her down. She calmed herself and leaned back in her seat. The guard continued on. Dante sat back down, watched, and hopped they weren't about to execute the person in front of them.