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The Madness (An insane roleplay)

Suddenly, his right gloved hand, fitted with a pressure activated electric gazed pad, itched. Terribly. It was hilarity bordering on annoyance now as he painfully watched the boy struggle to get onto the bed, like a new born pup trying to get up stairs whilst his siblings clung onto his back like a tumorous growth. Infact, that was an accurate to describe the entity attached to the boy. Standing by, he saw no need to help the boy nor to get in the way of those sharp claws flailing about dangerously. Eyeing them long after the boy had gotten into a sitting position and the creature had settled down around him, before his gaze slid over to the crude mouthed creature.

His mouth felt dry and cottony when he tried to talk, so he took a moment to try and collect himself. Imagining that he was at a lecture again, this whole thing was just a science project he was explaning. Hopefully, #774 didn't see the hesitation, "Let me explain where you are, what you are now." It was unneeded, but he felt like the boy had a right to know at least, "You've been taken for a very special government project, consider it donating yourself to scientific research and before you say anything, it's legal. You gave your 'rights' to the state the moment you were admitted into an asylum. Now, if you haven't already noticed, several changes and alterations have already been made to you, currently we are as in the dark as you are about your new...abilities. More research shall have to take place, of course, as long as you comply willingly, no further measures shall be taken to restrain you. Of course, if you exhibit any of your previous ahem...'clinically insane' traits, then you will no longer take part in this project. However, seeing as you understand me, it's a good start."

He paused and extracted a syringe from a small pack strapped against the side of the suit, "Now, if you would just keep still whilst I take a blood sample, we can see about getting you into the common room where you can interact freely with your fellow...experiments. Unless of course, you still have any burning questions you need answer or require an aid to help you stand?" He murmured, eyes fixed to the sharp needle of the syringe as he wiped it with a disinfectant soaked cotton. Finding it easier to concentrate on the needle as he approached #774. Still a little confused exactly where he should stick the needle.

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He was silent, staring with distant eyes at the specter as it leaned down to tend to his wound. Unrespondant to her question until a hiss escaped him at the stinging swipe of the medical gauze over his wrist. Instinctively, he jerked his hand away. Holding it gently against his chest as he looked up at the ghost, a feeling of numbness spreading through his chest. A chocked sob left him, eyes sparkling with saline tears...they rolled down his cheeks hotly...wait...His hand shot up to his right eye, "It's back...." How could this be? He had lost his eye when Edge had...Edge...Skylark, Sleipnir, Regnum...Noire

His hand darted out to grin the front of the suit, the material felt rubbery and cold under his fingertips, "Where are the dragons? Where is Edge? Regnum? What is this place?! What new form of torture is this?!" He cried, shaking the ghost, grasping onto what he felt was solid and real...Oh god, this wasn't a hallucination was it? This wasn't another trick on his mind was it? He didn't know which was worse. Letting the specter, whose human face peered through some thick screen, attached to an unnatural deformed body, he stumbled to his feet, "Where am I? What is this?" He questioned, panick began to rise as he realized the tight confines of the room he was in.

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ThePaintBlob said
Your profile pic is quite interesting... are those angel wings?

H'm, are you referring to mine? Dragon wings actually, it's a character of mine from an old roleplay. I think it's common actually to have characters as profile pics :p

Can I say your profile pic is very cute actually. ^^ though I wish rp guild had better resolution.

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He...he really wasn't paid enough for all of this. Okay, maybe it was a six digit salary, but right now it didn't feel enough as he watched the strange entity attached to the boy bicker with him, like children. At first he had been surprised, weary; that hadn't appeared on the monitors and it was about a few distorted limbs away from being as freaky as conjoined twins. Those claws didn't look all that friendly either. Now...now he wasn't sure what it said about him to feel such...annoyance brewing rapidly inside of him, standing there stiffly as this seemingly ethereal entity spoke to him with such crass and proceeded to abuse the one it was attached to. Did that count as self-abuse? At least the being seemed to possess some intelligence, being able to talk, albeit in a rather crude heavily accented manner. The therapist would probably have a lot to analyze from that.

Clicking his pen, he jotted down some notes on ethereal yet strangely physical manifestations, judging by how he stretched the boy's face, more curious than startled though his heart was still racing at twice it's normal speed. He would have to double check the files later, he was sure that only the boy's DNA had been altered, unless he had missed something in his report about cerebral alteration or any sort of implantation in the oculus, though, he hadn't really looked him in the eye walking in. This was an interesting development, if not an unforeseen burden. Turning back to the two, he cleared his throat, not willing to and not having the energy to let them continue on this nonsense.

"If you wish to understand your situation and leave your ward, then you will comply to all instructions." He said softy, eying up the ethereal bring dubbed 'Bruce'. He wondered if he was some sort of manifestation of the boy's defiance. "I have authority here, you may address me as Dr Note, Mr Long or as you shall now be addressed as, #774, remember that number. Now, if you would be so kind as to sit on your bed and lie still for your check up, think of it as a monthly doctor's visit.." He murmured, eyes sliding down to follow the sharp curve of the being's claws. He trusted in the structural integrity of his suit, but he didn't trust experiment #774 to be so docile.

Taking a breath silently, he approached the boy, looking to check his joints and muscles for any of the normal after effects of being under anesthesia, his vision and his sanity, "What was the last thing you remember, do you know who you are?"

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A computerized voice spoke in Iesha's ear,
DR WATSON, EXPERIMENT #666 IS NOT READY FOR INTERACTION, PLEASE REPORT TO WARD #246 TO CHECK ON EXPERIMENT #246

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He didn't stir when the door slid open, didn't even flinch at the voice cutting through the silence. Incredibly sharp it was, but it didn't really matter. His gaze remained fixed on the floor, mouth practically stitched shut, but questions weren't meant to be answered and he knew not to raise his head even at the sound of his own name. It didn't matter if he responded anyway, so he just closed his eyes and waited for some sort of cutting comment on his part, some sarcastic praise or snide remark. It didn't come though, not for a long while, so that was the game, huh?

His eyes snapped open, specks of iridescent light swimming in melted gold irises, reflecting back the light. Sparkling, they slid over slowly to the latest specter clad in the strangest of garments that he would not question, staring unblinkingly at it, such things...you should not look away or else you would find them gone when you looked back and then you would really start to question your sanity. He wasn't mad though, he knew it wasn't real..just another creation of the darkness come to taunt him, "Please, not tonight..." He rasped, voice weak and strained to a whisper, but unmistakably tired. Slowly, he lowered his head again, closing his eyes, "Give me a lie a little," He murmured though he knew that he was only wasting his breath, adding onto his sore joints and achy muscles. The gentle pounding in his head, the burning in his nostrils and the stinging pain that was slowly numbing over in his wrist.

Peeking out through his eyelashes, he glanced at his bleeding wrist and jerked up into a sitting position quite violently. Knocking the IV stand next to him. It crashed to the floor behind him, but he took no notice as he held his pale wrist up to the scrutiny of his gaze. His expression twisted into one of anxiety and shock, a tremble overtaking his scrawny frame as he watched the sinister beads of crimson well up under the added pressure, sliding down pale of his flesh.

The corners of his lips slowly tugged up, pulling back to reveal his teeth as he stared at the wound. His thumb pressing down further on the cut, "Its red.." He breathed out, "Its red." He repeated, gritting his teeth in a maniacal grin as he lifted his head and stared up at the specter, soulless witness to his suffering, "It's red!" A breathy chuckle escaped him, but before it could get out of hand, he pulled back his hysteria and took a deep shuddering breath. Pulling his knees up to his chest, he lifted his head and affixed her with a serious gaze, "Will I die?"

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Once all subjects are checked and after another brief recovery period, we can bring them to the common room to observe interaction. I know it's probably now what would happen in a real facility, but I have no working experience what so ever in a normal setting :D derp

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Switch then, go for experiment 324-Florence Jakobson.
Whilst we wait for our absent little sheep

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OscarioTheGuy said
Holy crap, I just checked preacher's account, and his last post before posting in this ooc was 6 months ago. I have a feeling he's used to long absences...

Exactly why I'm a little skeptical of his/her attendance.

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OscarioTheGuy said
Man, RPing as Adam/Bruce is starting to make me feel schizophrenic. I hope I dont get admitted to this RP irl as it goes on...

Consider this rp your guide to surviving then :3

sheeplon said
personally i'm pretty patient, so i cam be bad at judging these things, maybe until the end of the week? Or would that be too long?

I think maybe in three days time perhaps.

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Alright, haven't gotten a response from Clucker or Preacher yet. Not sure how long to give them before terminating their characters. To those assigned to them, how long would you be willing to wait or would you like a transfer now?

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spiderlegs said
Hmm, I wasn't quite sure what to do about the NPC-experiment (666). Are the extra subjects supposed to fail? Or do we keep them around?

Oh don't worry about lil ole 666

Also eh, subjects are in different closed off rooms if you misunderstood. It's to avoid subjects killing each other. There will be a common room though where subjects come to interact and scientist interact to watch subjects interacting. It's also one of the few places were scientists can talk freely (supposedly) and experiments can try to talk freely with one another.

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Still just as freaky, technically close enough to be the same.