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STATUS: Tene's being productive, happy and cute! 8 yrs ago
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Needa learn to take my mind off all the bad feelings, all the bad thoughts...Slowly slowly getting better.
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH -the voices in my head
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Kudos to anyone spotting some Easter eggs. I love referencing things. If anyone can name the recent video game referenced subtly here, you earn...a secret.
-EXPERIMENT #937 HAS AWOKEN. VITAL SIGNS STABLE.TERMINATION UNNECESSARY.
-EXPERIMENT #222 HAS AWOKEN. VITAL SIGNS STABLE, DETECTING SLIGHT ABNORMALITY IN BRAIN WAVE PATTERN. TERMINATION UNNECESSARY.
-EXPERIMENT #246 HAS AWOKEN. DETECTING SLIGHT INCREASE IN HEART RATE. TERMINATION UNNECESSARY.
-EXPERIMENT #447 HAS AWOKEN. VITAL SIGNS STABLE. TERMINATION UNNECESSARY.
-EXPERIMENT #324 HAS AWOKEN. SLIGHT ABNORMALTY DETECTED IN BRAIN WAVE PATTERN, TERMINATION UNNEEDED.
-EXPERIMENT #666 HAS AWOKEN. VITAL SIGNS =ER0. 7ERM|N@TI0/\| |_|NNECESSARY.
-EXPERIMENT #774 HAS AWOKEN. VITAL SIGNS STABLE.
-EXPERIMENTS #57-115 HAVE BEEN TERMINATED. -EXPERIMENTS 223-245 HAVE BEEN TERMINATED. -EXPERIMENTS #334-773 HAVE BEEN TERMINATED.
-ALL STAFF PLEASE PROCEED TO DESIGNATED AREAS. SCHEDULES WILL BE GIVEN OUT TIMELY.
-PREPPING FACILITIES,
-GENERATORS FUNCTIONAL
-LABORATORY AT OPTIMALPOWER
-SECURITY CODES ENABLED
-DATA TRANSFERRED
MORPHINE ADMINISTRATION CEASED, DRUG BI-LITHOSURIGATE ADMINISTERED
TEST SUBJECTS AWAKING.
PROJECT VARIANT HAS COMMENCED.
The lights turn on methodically one by one, illuminating the startling whiteness of the hallways. That of which greatly resembled the hallways of hospitals save for the lack of waiting benches and posters building your paranoia into paying for an extra check up just to make sure you don't have some form of rare and deadly strain of flu. No, the hallway here were long and barren though the acrid smell of morphine and disinfect lingered strongly in the hallways.
The scent was so strong, it crept past the lead lined doors, seeping beneath the minuscule cracks,through the gaps on the bolts and the hollow bubbles of the soldered iron. Winding up the leg of the bed frame to greet it's waking inhabitant along with the slow drip of the IV.
The scientists were gathered in the observation deck, which really was better described as a gigantic sphere filled with a hundred cameras attached to a hundred of monitors, attached to hundreds of miniature sensors keeping track of temperature, humidity and air percentages. Those were currently being ignored in favor of the large television screens curved to fit the room, displaying what could be considered a momentous moment that would never be marked down in any history book.
The soft signaling beep drew everyone's attention to a screen where the first of many and the first of few was beginning to stir. Eyes trained on the waking individual, they watched with bated breath. Their vital signs said they were alive, but it was still a tremendous moment watching their creations they had slaved over so long finally come to fruition in those tense few moments. So far, they had only seen then on the operating table, lying motionless through all the cleanings and the changing of their IV bag. It felt surreal watching them shift and roll over, open their mouths and groan, their eyes opening for the first time in a long time without the help of another. Right on time.
Luka's eyes flickered to the other monitors where experiments still lay motionless, not due for an indefinite period of time. They were....unsettled. Either needing a longer incubation time or secondary experiments that still had to be..tweaked. His eyes lingered on them, before darting back to the waking experiments.
Another screen flashing in the middle of the monitors, in neon green pixelated letters,
CALLING TO MONITOR DUTY.
DR JACE SCHWARZLICHT -EXPERIMENT#324
DR HANS NOTH-EXPERIMENT#937
DR EMMA WINTERS-EXPERIMENT#447
DR EMMA WINTERS-EXPERIMENT#222
DR LESHA WATSON-EXPERIMENT#246
DR LESHA WATSON-EXPERIMENT #666
DR LUCARIO DE NOTE-EXPERIMENT#774
PLEASE REPORT TO RESPECTIVE STATIONS FOR BRIEFING AND FITTING
Luka's breath caught as his name flashed infront of him. He didn't know if he should be grateful or fearful that he had been selected to check on the newly waking test subjects. Lord knows why they couldn't afford to install some sort of speaker or monitor in the room to brief the awaking test subjects. He supposed it was important to test the experiment's reaction to another's sentient presence, as well as perform a check up physically on the subjects to see how well they responded to someone probing and poking about them so that they could figure how to carry out future physical and mental testing. It was important to see if the subjects could make any sense or communicate to them properly. The fact that they were still alive wasn't good enough, wouldn't be good at all if they still retained their previous detriments. Even more so if they had some sort of physical defect, the whole project might be scraped if even the slightest thing went wrong. They were alreay treading on thin ice with their high ups after the bite incident of 87, though it wasn't really their fault. He had never dreamed that they would renew funding after that disatorous little black mark.
Taking off his glasses, really he needed some good contacts, he ran a hand through his hair before turning to the door along with several colleagues of his; some old, most unknown. At the very least, he could try to assure himself that the protective suits they were going to be fitted would be enough to protect from whatever hazards they were going to face. He hadn't worked too much with any of the experiments beforehand, only a few specific patients, so he wasn't all too sure what exactly he was going to face. Oh it was all there on the charts, but those were only theories and speculations based on what data they had collected. It wasn't like him not to trust chemistry, but...the world's most trained physicist still couldn't come up with an explanation for why a duck's quack didn't echo! How could they be sure of anything at this point?!
He sighed as he was passed through decontamination, the sight of the thick hazmat suit greeting him. At least, he only had to visit and examine one subject unlike those who would have to balance their time to visit too. Lord, they were low on staff, too many students opting for psychology courses. The rubbery plastic didn't feel very reassuring and the long hallway leading down into the 'ward' felt more like a descent into the chamber of all of heck.
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The water was cold, dark and choking, sucking him below the surface and blotting out the sun.
The water pushed down on him from all sides. The more he struggled the more disorentatied he got. Up down, left right, nothing made any sense anymore. He pushed with his arms and legs but he could find no levarage, for all he knew he was pushing himself further down. His lungs burned for more air and even though he knew he would get none his body still took a breath. Cold water rushed to fill his lungs and blood pounded behind his eyes. The darkness engulfed him and he had nothing left in him to fight anymore. He gave into the darkness and let the water take him.
He hit the floor with a hard thud, the IV needle yanked out of his arm. Opening his eyes, he expected the dark inky blackness of the water only to be blinded by a white hot intensity. Something burned in his nostrils. He turned, only to collide his forehead against a solid wall. Pain skyrocketing through his head, unlike anything he felt before and he had had his limbs torn out and his eye smashed against jagged rocks. His pain tolerance should have been much better than that. Rolling around in agony, he slowly calmed down and curled into a fetal position, slowly opening his left eye, the cold floor felt soothing. For a moment, he wondered if he was back in the dungeon, if he was back with the others, if Edge would visit him, but...it was far too bright to be the dungeon. Far too bright to be anywhere that he knew off.
Laying there, he waited for the darkness to overtake him again, belittle him for believing in yet another illusion, to take him back into the painful bindings of reality. He waited and waited...and waited before concluding that this was a prolonged illusion. It was unlike any hallucination he had experienced before, for one the coldness wasn't overwhelming and the light, however harsh, wasn't accompanied by the sharp flippant remarks from his own demented mind. Perhaps he had finally died. Hah! That was a good laugh. Death would be far too good for him. Where ever he was, that held true.....
-EXPERIMENT #222 HAS AWOKEN. VITAL SIGNS STABLE, DETECTING SLIGHT ABNORMALITY IN BRAIN WAVE PATTERN. TERMINATION UNNECESSARY.
-EXPERIMENT #246 HAS AWOKEN. DETECTING SLIGHT INCREASE IN HEART RATE. TERMINATION UNNECESSARY.
-EXPERIMENT #447 HAS AWOKEN. VITAL SIGNS STABLE. TERMINATION UNNECESSARY.
-EXPERIMENT #324 HAS AWOKEN. SLIGHT ABNORMALTY DETECTED IN BRAIN WAVE PATTERN, TERMINATION UNNEEDED.
-EXPERIMENT #666 HAS AWOKEN. VITAL SIGNS =ER0. 7ERM|N@TI0/\| |_|NNECESSARY.
-EXPERIMENT #774 HAS AWOKEN. VITAL SIGNS STABLE.
-EXPERIMENTS #57-115 HAVE BEEN TERMINATED. -EXPERIMENTS 223-245 HAVE BEEN TERMINATED. -EXPERIMENTS #334-773 HAVE BEEN TERMINATED.
-ALL STAFF PLEASE PROCEED TO DESIGNATED AREAS. SCHEDULES WILL BE GIVEN OUT TIMELY.
-PREPPING FACILITIES,
-GENERATORS FUNCTIONAL
-LABORATORY AT OPTIMALPOWER
-SECURITY CODES ENABLED
-DATA TRANSFERRED
MORPHINE ADMINISTRATION CEASED, DRUG BI-LITHOSURIGATE ADMINISTERED
TEST SUBJECTS AWAKING.
PROJECT VARIANT HAS COMMENCED.
The lights turn on methodically one by one, illuminating the startling whiteness of the hallways. That of which greatly resembled the hallways of hospitals save for the lack of waiting benches and posters building your paranoia into paying for an extra check up just to make sure you don't have some form of rare and deadly strain of flu. No, the hallway here were long and barren though the acrid smell of morphine and disinfect lingered strongly in the hallways.
The scent was so strong, it crept past the lead lined doors, seeping beneath the minuscule cracks,through the gaps on the bolts and the hollow bubbles of the soldered iron. Winding up the leg of the bed frame to greet it's waking inhabitant along with the slow drip of the IV.
The scientists were gathered in the observation deck, which really was better described as a gigantic sphere filled with a hundred cameras attached to a hundred of monitors, attached to hundreds of miniature sensors keeping track of temperature, humidity and air percentages. Those were currently being ignored in favor of the large television screens curved to fit the room, displaying what could be considered a momentous moment that would never be marked down in any history book.
The soft signaling beep drew everyone's attention to a screen where the first of many and the first of few was beginning to stir. Eyes trained on the waking individual, they watched with bated breath. Their vital signs said they were alive, but it was still a tremendous moment watching their creations they had slaved over so long finally come to fruition in those tense few moments. So far, they had only seen then on the operating table, lying motionless through all the cleanings and the changing of their IV bag. It felt surreal watching them shift and roll over, open their mouths and groan, their eyes opening for the first time in a long time without the help of another. Right on time.
Luka's eyes flickered to the other monitors where experiments still lay motionless, not due for an indefinite period of time. They were....unsettled. Either needing a longer incubation time or secondary experiments that still had to be..tweaked. His eyes lingered on them, before darting back to the waking experiments.
Another screen flashing in the middle of the monitors, in neon green pixelated letters,
CALLING TO MONITOR DUTY.
DR JACE SCHWARZLICHT -EXPERIMENT#324
DR HANS NOTH-EXPERIMENT#937
DR EMMA WINTERS-EXPERIMENT#447
DR EMMA WINTERS-EXPERIMENT#222
DR LESHA WATSON-EXPERIMENT#246
DR LESHA WATSON-EXPERIMENT #666
DR LUCARIO DE NOTE-EXPERIMENT#774
PLEASE REPORT TO RESPECTIVE STATIONS FOR BRIEFING AND FITTING
Luka's breath caught as his name flashed infront of him. He didn't know if he should be grateful or fearful that he had been selected to check on the newly waking test subjects. Lord knows why they couldn't afford to install some sort of speaker or monitor in the room to brief the awaking test subjects. He supposed it was important to test the experiment's reaction to another's sentient presence, as well as perform a check up physically on the subjects to see how well they responded to someone probing and poking about them so that they could figure how to carry out future physical and mental testing. It was important to see if the subjects could make any sense or communicate to them properly. The fact that they were still alive wasn't good enough, wouldn't be good at all if they still retained their previous detriments. Even more so if they had some sort of physical defect, the whole project might be scraped if even the slightest thing went wrong. They were alreay treading on thin ice with their high ups after the bite incident of 87, though it wasn't really their fault. He had never dreamed that they would renew funding after that disatorous little black mark.
Taking off his glasses, really he needed some good contacts, he ran a hand through his hair before turning to the door along with several colleagues of his; some old, most unknown. At the very least, he could try to assure himself that the protective suits they were going to be fitted would be enough to protect from whatever hazards they were going to face. He hadn't worked too much with any of the experiments beforehand, only a few specific patients, so he wasn't all too sure what exactly he was going to face. Oh it was all there on the charts, but those were only theories and speculations based on what data they had collected. It wasn't like him not to trust chemistry, but...the world's most trained physicist still couldn't come up with an explanation for why a duck's quack didn't echo! How could they be sure of anything at this point?!
He sighed as he was passed through decontamination, the sight of the thick hazmat suit greeting him. At least, he only had to visit and examine one subject unlike those who would have to balance their time to visit too. Lord, they were low on staff, too many students opting for psychology courses. The rubbery plastic didn't feel very reassuring and the long hallway leading down into the 'ward' felt more like a descent into the chamber of all of heck.
-----
The water was cold, dark and choking, sucking him below the surface and blotting out the sun.
The water pushed down on him from all sides. The more he struggled the more disorentatied he got. Up down, left right, nothing made any sense anymore. He pushed with his arms and legs but he could find no levarage, for all he knew he was pushing himself further down. His lungs burned for more air and even though he knew he would get none his body still took a breath. Cold water rushed to fill his lungs and blood pounded behind his eyes. The darkness engulfed him and he had nothing left in him to fight anymore. He gave into the darkness and let the water take him.
He hit the floor with a hard thud, the IV needle yanked out of his arm. Opening his eyes, he expected the dark inky blackness of the water only to be blinded by a white hot intensity. Something burned in his nostrils. He turned, only to collide his forehead against a solid wall. Pain skyrocketing through his head, unlike anything he felt before and he had had his limbs torn out and his eye smashed against jagged rocks. His pain tolerance should have been much better than that. Rolling around in agony, he slowly calmed down and curled into a fetal position, slowly opening his left eye, the cold floor felt soothing. For a moment, he wondered if he was back in the dungeon, if he was back with the others, if Edge would visit him, but...it was far too bright to be the dungeon. Far too bright to be anywhere that he knew off.
Laying there, he waited for the darkness to overtake him again, belittle him for believing in yet another illusion, to take him back into the painful bindings of reality. He waited and waited...and waited before concluding that this was a prolonged illusion. It was unlike any hallucination he had experienced before, for one the coldness wasn't overwhelming and the light, however harsh, wasn't accompanied by the sharp flippant remarks from his own demented mind. Perhaps he had finally died. Hah! That was a good laugh. Death would be far too good for him. Where ever he was, that held true.....
Well, I'm impatient! If you don't understand that statement, please reload the page
spiderlegs said
They don't sell Vegemite in America (at least not normally)--so if you do try it, it's probably because someone tricked or dared you. Not exactly ideal circumstances under which to make the acquaintance of an unfamiliar, slightly-hazardous condiment. X/ It's also really easy (and fun) to make fun of. Anyway, I haven't had it personally, but I'd be game to try it if I ever had the chance.
I advise you to have it with something like porridge, bread or crackers because it's really salty and needs something plain. :3
On another note, thoughts on having test subjects test their powers on organic subjects, maybe not humans, but animals perhaps. Just to add to the morale dilemma. Again, I respect anyone's limits.
Bam
Boop
sheeplon said
truthfriendly people with maple syrup and weird gross milk bags
Heh, one question. Why does no one like Vegemite? It's pretty good on porridge.
Also, I guess we're holding out on a scientist. After that, everything's already ready for the most part
@oscariotheguy
Haha, I guess so. I didn't actually look at the clock ^^"
Haha, I guess so. I didn't actually look at the clock ^^"
@sheeplon, just hold on a little on making another character, I'm advertising for a few more.
Currently looking for more scientists for an experimental laboratory roleplay with a possible supernatural twist.
Pay is good, timings are flexible and the company is not responsible for any work-related injuries nor does your insurance policy cover work-related injuries. However, we have a great dental plan!
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/62892/posts/ooc?page=4
Pay is good, timings are flexible and the company is not responsible for any work-related injuries nor does your insurance policy cover work-related injuries. However, we have a great dental plan!
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/62892/posts/ooc?page=4
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