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STATUS: Apologies partners, lots of stuff going on in real life and posts will be delayed for another week or so. 21 days ago
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Apologies partners, lots of stuff going on in real life and posts will be delayed for another week or so.
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5 mos ago
Hey partners, I'll be away for the whole of next week. Happy Lunar New Year!
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10 mos ago
Hey partners, popping in to let you guys know I'm still alive. Will get to replies in the next few days.
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10 mos ago
Hey partners, something came up and I'll be back next week.
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1 yr ago
Hey partners, apologies for the lack of activity as I've been unwell for a while. Replies will come when my health and life are back on track.
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Blake looked up from his plate at the second girl's comment on what he had said, and eyed her curiously. "You've heard worse? Perhaps you've done worse. How bad is bad for you? I could probably tell if I knew whether or not you're assuming that those kids I shot are dead."
He saw no point in hiding the details, that is, if he was to be asked about them. It was a known fact that everyone at the table was there because they had done something they were not supposed to, and he was fairly certain that even if all of them were open books, it would do little to build any trust among them. This was more of a session for them to size one another up, figure out how to deal with one another if they had to work together regardless of whether or not they eventually became friends. From what he had currently gathered, friendships seemed unlikely, but who was to say what could happen?
Miss Fried Chicken then got the attention of the scientist in charge of this weird project. He called her 'Blair'. That name was simple enough. Blake doubted that more talking right now would help their effectiveness as a team. Some training would be good though. Everyone in the group needed to know what the others were capable of. They needed to be aware of their own capabilities as well, and they had not officially gotten to that stage yet. Sure, some of his animal abilities had manifested already, but what else could he do?
@Always @KatherinWinter
He saw no point in hiding the details, that is, if he was to be asked about them. It was a known fact that everyone at the table was there because they had done something they were not supposed to, and he was fairly certain that even if all of them were open books, it would do little to build any trust among them. This was more of a session for them to size one another up, figure out how to deal with one another if they had to work together regardless of whether or not they eventually became friends. From what he had currently gathered, friendships seemed unlikely, but who was to say what could happen?
Miss Fried Chicken then got the attention of the scientist in charge of this weird project. He called her 'Blair'. That name was simple enough. Blake doubted that more talking right now would help their effectiveness as a team. Some training would be good though. Everyone in the group needed to know what the others were capable of. They needed to be aware of their own capabilities as well, and they had not officially gotten to that stage yet. Sure, some of his animal abilities had manifested already, but what else could he do?
@Always @KatherinWinter
Baking
Banned for not being able to determine what I am yet.
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Banned for implying that I'm an eagle or a hawk on the previous page.
Sensing hostility from Fried Chicken Girl, Blake decided turn his focus back to the feast to busy himself with something else. He last had his eyes on the steak, and figured, why not? He stood and leaned over to push a slab onto his plate, after which he nearly dropped it as he flinched yet again, this time at the door to the dining room swinging open. Boy, was he tense. He had to calm down. Hopefully, they had a way for him to control his reflexes and cope with his heightened senses.
Another girl had walked in, and was heading over to grab some food. She was the first to speak, and he raised an eyebrow at the first girl who made a comment as a response, but did not quite answer the question. He waited a couple of seconds, and when he was certain that she was not going to say any more, he then gave his own reply as he picked at the steak on his plate.
"Put bullets into some other kids who were trying to hurt me. Probably not too impressive. How about you?"
@Always @KatherinWinter
Another girl had walked in, and was heading over to grab some food. She was the first to speak, and he raised an eyebrow at the first girl who made a comment as a response, but did not quite answer the question. He waited a couple of seconds, and when he was certain that she was not going to say any more, he then gave his own reply as he picked at the steak on his plate.
"Put bullets into some other kids who were trying to hurt me. Probably not too impressive. How about you?"
@Always @KatherinWinter
Banned for not embracing that title.
@Always I can't see the reference image for your character though.
Admittedly, Blake would have been perfectly content staying alone in his cell, at least ever since that animal DNA in him had heightened his senses to a point where he was much too easily overwhelmed. He could pick up the breathing and footsteps of the guards as they walked by, and he could pretty accurately tell how far off they were and when they would be passing his cell. He could hear doors opening and shutting along the corridor, and without looking up, he knew that one had just stopped right in front of his. He heard the click of the key turning in the lock, yet the jittery teenager still flinched as the door swung open. The guard motioned for him to step out, with which he complied.
Upon entering the dining room, Blake was hit with a plethora of scents coming from the buffet. He winced again at the overload, after which he slowly made his way to a seat at the table. He was rather surprised at the feast, not expecting it from an organization that was treating them as lab rats. He stared at the food for a long moment, hesitating to grab a bite with the smell already being a little too much for him. However, the red fluid oozing from a slab of steak he had caught sight of did seem quite tempting... He shook his head, snapping out of it. No, it must be all in his mind. He glanced around at the others at the table, meeting the gaze of a teenage girl with fried chicken at one point. He only nodded awkwardly and looked away.
@Always @KatherinWinter
Upon entering the dining room, Blake was hit with a plethora of scents coming from the buffet. He winced again at the overload, after which he slowly made his way to a seat at the table. He was rather surprised at the feast, not expecting it from an organization that was treating them as lab rats. He stared at the food for a long moment, hesitating to grab a bite with the smell already being a little too much for him. However, the red fluid oozing from a slab of steak he had caught sight of did seem quite tempting... He shook his head, snapping out of it. No, it must be all in his mind. He glanced around at the others at the table, meeting the gaze of a teenage girl with fried chicken at one point. He only nodded awkwardly and looked away.
@Always @KatherinWinter
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