Saving Me (Action/Semi-Lit) Not Open

[Caesol]

[So you're going to be roleplaying the men in suits, right? C:]

[Mah Wolfie]

[ Well, in general, but you guys can pick what happens to your characters. I mean, when they suited men are with them, you can choose what they say and what they do with your character and stuff ]

[Caesol]

[Okay <3 Gotcha. So now that everybody is tied up, would it be plausable to have the suited men come in and stick 'em with needles? Or should we have the old people look at them first?]

[Mah Wolfie]

[ Hm... I don't know Okay, let's saaay... First the needles, and right a few minutes later when the new guys get adjusted to everything, the old guys and the suited men will both come in aaand... Let's say, talk to everyone about where they are, what's going, ect., answer questions and theeen... Maybe pick one or two to train with for a week or two =3 ]

[Caesol]

[Cool <3 Then I'll go write my needle thing. C: Maybe after the needle thing the scientists could lead them all to a big room to explain everything?]

[Jaytheunicorn]

Jay.

Staring.
One minute. The door clicked open and the doorknob gave a little jiggle, as if it was hard to open. Jayla's body tensed and her eyes were on the door at all times.
Two minutes. The doorknob stopped rattling. The shadows of people's feet cast into the room through the crack in the bottom of the door. The first thought that came to mind; People? The end of her lips tugged, a small smile forming. "Finally!" She whispered quietly to herself. People were here to help her. To get her free. She began to wonder if any other people were here. Surely, not remembering the beginning of the building, but the well spaced room partcially gave it away.
Jayla heard muffled voices from the outside of the door and strained to listen. Cursing under her breath when she couldn't move. "...I say you do it," A hoarse voice said, followed by a younger sounding voice that reminded Jayla of the nerds in her school defending themselves. "But I don't know how!" He somewhat pleaded. It was too late, though, and the door clicked open. Jayla squinted her steel-blue eyes but the light was far too blinding. She saw two men walk up to her bed, one man leaned over her and his head blocked the light over head— and the view to see his face. The nerdy-sounding one placed a clear small box on the side of the bed and pulled out a needle so long, you would thing it'd be those cartoon ones where the artists clearly overexaggerated. Jayla tried to thrash around to avoid being hit, but her vision was stunned by the light and saw colorful and yet dark splotches everywhere. A firm hand clasped her hand and slowly slid the needle into the soft skin where her veins were located. Her eyes widened and she knew she couldn't move or she'd hurt herself doing so. She shook slightly, needles were her worst nightmare.
"All done." The hoarse voice said and took out the needle, throwing it in the box as nothing and giving Jayla a threatening smile before walking off, his friend following behind closely on his heels. Jayla rested her head back but then looked at where they injected her. Out of the tiny hole, blood began to surge out but only a bit. They didnt even bother taking care of it, she hissed in her mind.

Daniel.

His throat seared with fire and he felt his fist clentch at his sides. The injection had taken longer that it was suppose to because of his refusal. "Stay still!" A voice practically gave a demand in a shout. Daniel gave one of his devious smiles and tossed his head to the side to smack the needle approaching his skin out of the suited man's hands and into the floor. The needle skidded across until another man, standing on the side, picking it up and handed it to the first man. Daniel's smirk was gone now. He had no other things to avoid being injected, and when he asked why they were doing it they just gave him a cold smile that seemed so perfect, it must've been practiced or used far too much.
The needle injected into his skin again and sunk into his veins, letting out a transparent fluid that allowed the patients to not see, it was a brilliant plan, if you think about it. After what seemed to be ten seconds, the needle was drawn out. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" The man sneered at him and Daniel could feel his anger burning inside of him. "Screw off." He growled and the men only smirked, one slipped a accidental chuckle and walked out of the white room. The bed was no longer white, for a red dot of blood that had dribbled down his arm from the shot stained into the bed. Daniel felt the injection take effect, for his body started to shale but he seemed to control it and stared at the dot of blood to focus, letting out and giving in frustrated sighes.

[Mah Wolfie]

[ Just to say, I'm not ignoring ZodiacWolf, we're just PMing xP Just wanted to say so you guys don't think I'm a jerk ]

"Get away from me!" Gregory hissed quetly, glaring at the two men. One of them was leaned on the wall, watching him with amusment. 'What's so funny, you a**?!' He felt his hand burning, something moving up and down his hand, then to his head, other hand, slowly covering his whole body. The guys who injected him was watching as Greg trashed everywhere, growling and screaming in pain from time to time. He now felt his whole body burning, like someone had put a huge fire under the bed and expected Gregory to blow up. He tried his best to say something, so scream for them to get away, to let him go, or atleast to ask what was going on, but nothing came out.
"Now be a good boy and stand still tommorow." The man next to him said and smiled evily. Greg growled and opened his mouth to say something, but once again - nothing came out. 'Screw it.' He thought as he spit in the man's face and glared at him. The other one, leaning on the wall, laught slightly as the other one glared at Greg. "What are you laughting about?!" Gregory was finally able to hiss at him and was wondering, if he spit again, would he reach his face and make him stop laughting like a hyena. "New kids are so funny..." He mumbled as he started to walk away with the other one, who was still glaring at the boy. "Who you caling a kid, you jack a**?!" Gregory tried to sound confident, but his voice trembled at the end, as he scrolled back through his words. 'New kids?! You mean there are old?!' The boy though as he watched the two men leave and slam the door behind them, leaving Greg alone in the dark. He starred for a few seconds, felling a cold chill run down his spine as the thoughts poured into his head. 'More of us?'

The girl put down the fork and knife and stood up, leaving her food tray on the table. 'Someone will take it, not my problem they are too lazy to move their a** around a little.' She though, pushing the door and slamming it behind her. She was now all alone, in the hall, only hearing her own footsteps and the echo after them. So empty. Makes you think it's peacefull and beautiful. But behind all this fake beauty hides the grin of a shadow. 'People are so easily tricked these days...' Cameran thought with an evil smile. She opened another door, still hearing the echo behind her, but now also feeling more people. She was now in the section 'B' of the facility. Or as she calls it - noob zone.
As Cameran scrolled through the door, reading. 'One...two...Three...Four...Five...' She finally reached a room where the men hadn't came in yet. They were talking. Talking and talking. Cameran felt like yelling at them to shut up and go in already. She wanted to see it for herself. "But I don't know how!" One of them said and a few seconds later, they opened the door. The left the file outside the room, on one of the tables in the hall. Cameran quetly walked to it and red the name. 'Jayla Skye.' Cameran looked at the door and watched as the men left. "What did you give her?" Cameran asked calmly and walked over to them. "Electricity." One of them replied and started to walk off, but Cameran caught him by the arm hardly and looked at him. "I want to meet her. Now."

[Caesol]

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"Hmm? Just in time." He raised a brow at the two men entering the room. "My eyes were starting to hurt because of the stupid color you painted the room." They exchanged looks with each other, confused with the haughty manner this kid was treating them with. "Don't have much of a fashion sense, do you?" Jehal purred, his smirk nearly dividing his features.
The men shrugged off the insult, raising their hands up and putting on surgical gloves. Jehal's stomach seemed to flip as they pulled out a large needle. He winced, but nevertheless, kept up with his arrogant front. "What are you hulking idiots going to do with a frog-sticker like that?"
"Don't worry." One of the men smiled easily, as if Jehal's behavior was common occurance. "It won't hurt us as much as it'll hurt you." He laughed suddenly, nudging the man next to him in the ribs as he did so. "Funny joke, wasn't it? Hah.. Let's finish this up quickly now." The man stifled his laughter and flashed a cool smile at Jehal. He stayed away, holding the vaccine delicately as he rapped out orders. "Restrain him. We don't want that happening again." [With Daniel C:]
"Tsk. You do this often?"
"Oh.. Often enough." Came his stinging reply.
Jehal felt himself pushed back against the bed. The man next to him held down the Jehal's head forcefully by pressing his large hand against the teenager's forehead. Jehal saw that the scientist was trying his best not to smirk. 'Don't worry. I still have plenty of fight in me.'
The teenager glared at him, his silvery eyes glinting with malice as his voice dripped with sarcasm. "Hmph, what am I going to do? Bite your arm with my teeth?" Jehal continued to complain as the man with the needle began to advance.
His eyes tried to follow him - The scientist smirked, making sure to stay within Jehal's view. "You never know," He said, positioning the sharp point over the teenager's vein. "It could happen."
"What coul-" The needle plunged into his arm. The moment it nicked his skin, a fire spread across his veins. Jehal clenched his teeth, sweat beading across his features as the fire seemed to be advancing around his circulatory system. Vaguely, he heard the door close. With his veins feeling like wild-fire and his numb hands, Jehal couldn't hear or feel anything else but a low painful hiss coming from behind his grit teeth.

[ossa di cervo]

Rylee "Benji" Cross
Wake me up before I c h a n g e again,
Remind me the story that I won't get i n s a n e.
Tell me why it's a l w a y s the same,
Explain me the reason why I'm so much in p a i n.

Rylee laid on the bed that she had previously struggled against. Her eyes slowly slid shut and her breath came out in short pants, "I don't know if I'll make it through this one Caleb.." A sudden sound at the door across the white room made Rylee jump. Her head was thrown up as far as it could go, as she stared at the crack under the door with wide, terrified eyes. Two men walked in, there faces wearing large grins, "Alright. This one gets the one with them spirits." Rylee threw her arms forward, her face covered in anger. A small screech came from her throat and the two men laughed at her, "She's got a feisty spirit, she does. Never would've expected it." The approached and grabbed her arm while squeezing it with a force that made all feeling flee. Or so she thought.
She felt the needle she hadn't seen plunge into her skin and she felt the new liquid entering her blood stream like molten lava. More screams escaped her throat and her vision began to blur. She was seeing outlines of people and animals she didn't know. It was as if someone had drawn them but their outlines were in constant motion, blurred and scattered. "Welcome to your new life, spirit tamer." The men laughed as they exited the small room and left Rylee to stare at these odd creatures around her. Spirits..? They've given me..? Rylee shook her head as she laid it down and let her eyes shut. She couldn't take this anymore.. Maybe a little rest would help.. She felt sweat that dripped down her forehead as she drifted into a light slumber.

Roy Maples
You're not a l o n e,
There is m o r e to this I know.
You can m a k e it out,
You will l i v e to tell.

Roy's hand went above his head as this girl reacted to him in this strange way, "Sorry, sorry." His hand reached behind his head and he scratched at his hair, "I didn't mean to startle you. I just figured it'd be nice to talk to someone, rather then just being silent again." Roy smiled as she shook his hand and nodded, "Oh yea. We're all gonna get one. Apparently we get to train one ourselves. To be honest, I'm kind of excited. Aren't you?" He laughed a little and set off toward the room with all the new "students". "Oh.. Should we eat first? I'm not exactly hungry, but I don't want you starve."

((Lame posts are lame. xD))

[Mah Wolfie]

"You want... to see her?" One of them asked. Cameran looked at him the same way he was looikng at her, but only her look was to mock him. "Oh no, I want to eat her. Of course I want to see her, you idiot!" She yelled at him and rolled her eyes. "Good god, things were so much easier back in my time..." She mumbled and crossed her hands on her chest. "Yeah, and we all know that was a long time ago..." The other one mumbled as they walked away. Cameran glared at them, but looked at the door, feeling a bit unsure. She had seen many people come and go, a lot have come, but not many have went. Most have gone here.
Cameran shuddered slightly at the though of her going. 'It was a hard time...' She thought and sighted slowly, to calm adown, remembering what it was like to be the new one. She gently touched left shoulder and felt a cold chill down her spine. 'The scars always stay, don't they?' A growl came from her mouth, but held it back and looked at the door. Behind that door was a scared girl, probably wondering where she was. That raised a smile on Camerans face.

Cameran opened the door and stood there, waiting for the girl to get adjusted to the light. "Hi." She shut the door behind her, leaving them alone, locked away from the world. Cameran took two steps towards the girl and looked around the room. "Used to be worst doing my time..." She mumbled as her eyes could only find white. White, nothing else. Her gaze finally landed on the teen. They had injected her, but they hadn't cleaned the wound, which amused Cameran. "Yeah, they didn't clean mine as well. That's a good thing, means they don't want anything to do with you. Hate you, just wanna get it over with and leave." She mumbled again, slowly taking steps towards her. She didn't want to seem to.. pushy, even though she was. She remembered the first one she took in. She was herself and the results weren't pretty. Instead, she liked to pretend to be someone else, and then when the time comes - just let it out and watch them be heartbroken. 'Ah, the beautiful feeling of breaking someones heart. They never learn to be betrayed, even in a facility awa from everyone, alone. Well.. who am I to talk...' The memories of the day she gave in flashed before her, making her shudder slightly. But she wasn't going to show weakness, especiolly not infront of a noob. "So, how you liking the place?" She said and smiled slightly.