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Location : Outside Pathway
Interacting With : Hisakawa@TheSeriousJoke and Suzuki@Grnmachine



Despite the semi-argument between the three, Ando quickly tried to shrug off the irritation. He had always been used to crazy fans, idiotic friends, and fights. All things that frequently got under his skin. Usually, he could brush it off and move on with his day. Or most of the time night. This time, however, he just couldn't seem to shrug it off. Maybe it was because of the dangerous situation he was in or the fact that he had no idea where he was or who either of those two people was. Either way, he could see two people exiting the building that he was heading for.

One was a pale kid not much shorter than he was. Maybe 3-4 inches? This guy also had a ponytail which made Ando think of Ponytail except that this guy was a little taller. The other guy looked very calm. Almost to calm. Maybe he was coming off of something. Either way just about the same time Ando noticed the pair they noticed him. Ponytail 2.0 waved to Ando like the situation they were in was just a casual meet up. Ando waltzed up to the pair putting on a fake smile and greeted the two, "Hello. It appears that those two and I weren't the only ones in this situation. Either of you wouldn't happen to know what is going on here?"



Okay. I had been putting this off cause I am terrible at drawing but I have wanted to do this. And a PM from @Takida Inigo convinced me to finally wanted to do it. That thing up there posing as an image is my best attempt at getting across the general idea of where everything is in regards to everything else. There were more lines indicating the exact size of the cafeteria, farmland, and Solitary but they disappeared for some reason. Solitary is a stretch of rooms up above the administrative buildings they were built just before the Psi's were brought in. Apologies for the crudeness of the image but I'm just not good at using sketch.io. Hopefully, it somewhat conveys to y'all what I'm thinking.
Alright. I haven’t had time until now but now I am going to work on my character. Shouldn’t take to long because it’s an adaptation of a character I made a long time ago.
@Rawk Simple and fairly open floor plan. Five cots on each side and in the back is a bathroom with two toilets, two sinks, and two showers.


“Don’t be scared. Don’t let them see.”



Two years passed by slowly. Everyone's lives became monotonous. What made it worse was that everyone was separated. Nine was the largest number of people you could even speak to. You were 'allowed' to work alongside those of the same sex within your age group. Eating was done in an old cafeteria building. Only the restriction of age group was applied here. Male and female ate alongside each other, but a major rule enforced across over the whole camp was no speaking except within your cabin.

Everyone found a way around that. Someone, you don't know who, with the help of their cabin mates developed an unspoken language of foot tapping and knocking on hard objects. It took a long time to get everyone to the point of understanding, but the Oranges helped with that. By now everyone within the camp knows exactly what the colors mean. Some began embracing their categorization and trained every moment that had within their cabin. Some abhorred their abilities pretending nothing was different about them. It didn't really matter though because the hope of escaping was gone from a large majority of the children.

Not all had given up hope, but it was hard not to. Other than the catastrophe from when you first arrived, there was one other attempt to escape. It was by one cabin that had an orange who seemed to have lost his mind. He had become good enough and his cabin mates had lost so much hope that he was able to easily take over their minds and attempt to break out of the camp. It ended quickly. The moment the ten were spotted outside of their cabin the white noise was turned on, and they were captured

The Lieutenant Colonel decided that from then on that every other week for 15 minutes the white noise would be turned on. It happened randomly but was excruciating. There was no getting used to that kind of pain. No one dared try anything again. Yet, recently a message has been going around that the time was coming. The time to escape. Everyone was informed to get ready for a signal. The origin of this message was unknown but some were able to link the message to the arrival of eight kids. Eventually, you and all the other kids noticed that the white noise machines hadn't been turned on in a while. It had been about three weeks since the last time the noise had invaded your ears.



@alexfangtalonAlex Hill, @Takida InigoKoren Delton, @RawkBryson Darga

The tension in your cabin has been interesting. Half of you have constantly tried coming up with ideas to escape yet don't work together. The other half seem to be complacent. Last week the Reds and Oranges of your cabins were taken away. The night that happened was filled with silence. No one knew what to say about it. Even if it was a tiny bit you each hoped they were okay and that the rumors of them being killed off weren't true.



@alexfangtalonAlex Hill, @RawkBryson Darga

Tonight felt even lonelier than normal. One of your cabinmates had apparently gotten himself in trouble and was in solitary confinement again. The remaining members of your cabin are the two Yellows, Alex and Andrew. The two Blues Bryson and Raymond. The other Green was Michael. The last any of you saw Koren was at dinner time. As the small number tried to get some rest suddenly the ground began to shake and you hear an explosion.

Some of you quickly duck under your beds in anticipation of the oncoming White Noise. Waiting for about a minute each of you realizes that it's not coming.



@XandryaLucy McAllister, @EverAddison Torrez, @AlwaysHarper Azalea Cartella, & @alexfangtalonKatie Pruett

Your cabin has been fairly peaceful. Everyone has been fairly kind except for one girl who refuses to speak with anyone else. None of you even know her name. During the two years, everyone has supported each other in their own way. When Oranges and Reds started disappearing from their cabins some feared that your cabin could be next anytime soon.

Tonight the oldest girl in your cabin, Jasmine, who has been voted as the de facto leader of your small group got most of the cabin together to play a small game of truth or dare in an attempt to keep everyone's hopes up. The game is just about to begin when an explosion off in the distant grabs each of your attention. Some of you hunker down anxiously awaiting the white noise. You eventually realize it's not coming and one of the girls, Annabelle, begins walking to the door.



@Takida InigoKoren Delton

The room you were in was fairly familiar to you. You've been in this room almost half the time you've been in your cabin and typically it has not been your fault. For some reason, the PSF's chose to, in plain terms, bully you specifically. Maybe it was because they wanted to see how much it would take to break you. Maybe they just liked throwing you into solitary because they 'know' that you pose no threat to them as a Green. What they don't realize is that an unwatched Green can be more dangerous than any Red.

Solitary is barely even watched and you know this. You know that it's just a matter of waiting for the right opportunity to get out of this room and sneak off in the night. Whatever plan you've been formulating, however, has just had a nitrous boost flooded into it as an explosion not very far from your location can be heard. You can hear gunfire almost right next to you and if you peak out the small hole in the wall you'd see kids and adults alike rushing the PSF's.



As each of you looks to the outside you can see PSF's running about and some kids fighting them. Among the kids are even a few adults. From the looks of it, the ones fighting the PSF's are wearing white armbands and are easily overrunning the men and women clad in black. What do you choose to do?
@Ever That's fine. I'm not trying to rush you. I was just trying to tell everyone what my current plan was.
Once Ever posts their first post I will try and get the next World Update up as soon as possible. The second WU will basically go over the basics of what happened at the camp over the two-year time skip. It will instantly jump us into the main kickoff point of the story and will establish where each character is at in the camp.
Alex Hill




Alex woke up in a groggy state. He could feel the chill of the floor and something around his wrists. He soon realized that he was laying on a gym floor and was handcuffed. Looking around he noticed a few others similar to him had limited movement. The atmosphere was tense. With the same black armor-clad men and women watching over him and many other children, Alex felt anger more than fear. He could fell his hairs standing on the back of his neck, and then they began moving.

How long had he been out for? Walking outside he noticed the sun had already gone down. He remembered being grabbed early in the day. The bus ride wasn't any easier than the gym stay. No one seemed to make a sound save for the few younger ones whimpering silently. Alex didn't know if he should feel sympathy or pity for them, but he knew this wasn't going to get better soon.

When the bus came to a stop and the small rays of sun peaked through Alex got a good look at his surroundings. There was no way he could count all the PSF's around him and the other children. The fences were taller than he could tell from the distance he was, but the barbed wire glistened as if asking for someone to get their skin caught on its sharp points.

Once in the building, the mixture of constant movement, the smell, and his grogginess caused his head to spin a little. When the lightning and fire started shooting around the room Alex quickly dropped to one knee to assess the situation. He couldn't find the source of electricity, but when he saw fire coming out of a boy's hands Alex thought of Sadie and how she had been lying on the ground when he passed out. He had zero time to worry when suddenly a piercing ring shattered through his head.

He fully dropped to the floor trying to cover his ears to no avail. He started to feel a gag reflex when the noise finally stopped. While on the ground he noticed the five perpetrators of the commotion, but once he was pulled to his feet he saw the Lieutenant Colonel. A look of sheer anger appeared on Alex's face at what the man said and had done to the five.

Before he could think of anything else Alex was jerked aside by a PSF and shoved into a room where a man seemed to be waiting. At the man's questions, Alex simply responded, "Alex Hill. What do you mean by color?" The man waved his hand and pointed to a machine saying, "Just lay on that table over there."

Alex did as he was instructed just so that he could be done with this quickly. When the man handed Alex the gloves he eyed them with a look of confusion. He was even more confused when the man turned him around and marked the X on his back. Alex slowly shoved his hands into the gloves and left the room.

As he was being moved again alongside the others Alex looked around trying to get a feel for his surroundings. Alex didn't want to stay here long, but there really wasn't anything he could do about that. He just didn't know it. Once they were escorted to cabins and left unsupervised Alex began looking around the small room trying to find a way out. When he found nothing he turned to the others he was trapped with and he said, "What kind of crap have we found ourselves in?"

Katie Pruett




Katie and her remaining schoolmates had been gathered in the school's auditorium to make it easier on the PSF's to get them at the same time. All the kids looked to their teachers with downtrodden faces and none of the school staff seemed to show any remorse.

In the community gym, they had been taken to Katie sat quietly among her few peers. They were among the first in this transfer group placed within the community gym awaiting transport. Two of the boys had tried to fight back but were shut down quickly and handcuffed. The whole time they were there it was agonizing to just have to sit and wait.

Once they were loaded into the buses Katie had all but lost hope that anyone would be coming to save them. All she could think about was if her mother and sister were safe and about the faces and actions of the school staff she and her peers had so deeply trusted. It wasn't gradual the speed at which she began to hate all adults. She had done NOTHING wrong, but they were treating her and these other kids like this.

A scowl was permanently on her face from the moment she stepped off the bus up until the explosion of chaos in the large room. A boy in front of her began running knocking her to the ground. It wasn't like she wasn't about to be there soon anyway. The sound that assaulted her brain at its very core was excruciatingly painful. Covering her ears didn't seem to help whatsoever.

When the noise finally subsided she slowly began to drag herself to her feet until a PSF pulled her all the way up. The sight before her was revolting to her. How could these people do this? And what did he mean by their old lives were now gone?

Katie takes a few minutes to try and locate her past schoolmates, but can't find any of them before she is rushed over to a side room. Before she can react a woman says something. "Name."

Katie scrunches her face in confusion and says, "Katie Pruett." The woman motions to a device and says, "Lay there so I can scan you." Katie reluctantly does as the woman says in order to avoid punishment. Once the machine finishes the woman marks a Blue X on Katie's back which heavily confuses her then sends her on her way.

On the path to the cabins, Katie primarily eyes the various X's while also occasionally looking at a PSF's gun. Once inside the cabin, Katie watched as one of the handcuffed girls struggled to free herself until someone else decided to help her. She waited until they finished freeing everyone else then said to the group as a whole, "I don't know where we are, but we should keep an eye out for each other."
@Rawk Well, the idea was to write what specifically happened to your character through the whole first IC. More specifically what was going through his head. But it isn't entirely necessary. What you posted was not wrong btw because it showed part of what happened to Bryson. If you want to add another you can but you don't have to. This first set of posts is more or less for yours and the others benefit so that y'all get a feel for what is going on, and what is happening to your characters.
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