►ʟᴏɴᴅᴏɴ ʙʀɪᴅɢᴇ ɪs ғᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ...◀ { Semi Lit }

[Tʜᴇ Fᴀʟʟᴇɴ Aɴɢᴇʟs]

Ｍｉｋａｉｌ Ｊｏｈｎｓｏｎ

{ ᴍɪᴋᴀ } { ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ } { sɪʀᴇɴ sᴏɴɢ }

Mikail looked at the girl and nodded, "We are all a little nutty right now. My name is Mikail." She looked at Jacqueline and saw the things moving around her. "Hey... What's that around you?" Why was everyone moving off and doing there own thing!? They needed to help! She looked at another girl who was talking and then tilted her head. "See what, dear?"

Mikail, tired of seeing everyone ignore their only way out, narrowed her eyes and then looked at the Alice girl and rolled her eyes a bit. "Clearly you didn't see how much we are trying to get out! If you want to help us, pull the door. Everyone has some kind of weapon, right? If you do, come with me and we'll go out and scale the place for any possible. " She raised her voice and said, "Anyone with the galls or the means to do so, follow me. We need to clear this place out. Anyone else who can't or is feeling to ill, stay here and rest, we'll be back once we clear this place out. This place is clearly a military place, meaning it is likely well fortified. This place could be a lot more useful then we think. If this place only has the scientists and people who were guarding it here, then we can clear them out, find how they broke in, and cover it up. We don't have a choice, anyone who is able to fight and has found something blunt or sharp needs to come with me so we can clear this place out. This clearly isn't the only room, and we might even find there are more like us in other rooms. After we get this place secure we can assign jobs, depending on who wants to risk it out on their own and who wants to stay." She held her bloody bat in her hand and said, "Anyone who is staying behind, can you try to help the sick or the unbalanced. I need volunteers, otherwise we will never get this done. We will need more then three people, five at the least, then we can go out. We'll bring back any food and supplies we can, but this place looks somewhat like people were trying to get in, and I don't think it was the zombies. If we are lucky, there were some squatters here and they left some stuff behind that we can use. Then we need to figure out where we are, set up a base, then assign the out team to go and get more food and supplies. "

She looked at them and quirked an eyebrow. If no one came, she'd just sing and leave to make them follow her and come with her anyway, as that seemed to be her major power.

[Princess Porcelain]

[I'll post later. I'm busy at present.]

[Talvace]

(May I have a recap please? I will just bring my characters in wherever we are now. StrobeEffect will be posting soon as well, we were both away on vacation.)

[the timey thing]

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./takes huge breath
Okay, so everyone is still getting out of their pods, that being the first thing they have to do/ or they are looking at the hologram blah blah. A few people's powers have already showed, but not everyone believes it and such. Rebecca was chilled down from killing Jacob from Mikail's Siren song. Umm... All the characters are doing their own thing really, and you can interact with almost any of them. :3<3

[bast,]

{ on my kindle in the hotel. Sorry again for the short and not fancy posts. }

Sam - Animal Morphing;
As Sam looked around her, she noticed she was the only one in a cage. That wasn't surprising however. She also seemed to be the only animal. Everyone in he room was up, mostly. She looked around the cage for a way to free herself, but the only opening was locked from the outside, to far away from what seemed to be Sam's ferret arms to reach. "Hey! Help, please!" Sam squeaked with a high pitched voice.

David - Memory Manipulation;
David slowly stepped out of his pod. The moment he set his foot on he ground, his head was flooded wih memories, ever since he was taken. He felt the pain he previously felt, and once again felt all of the emotions. He threw his hands up to the sides of his throbbing head, willing the pain away as he collapsed on the ground.

[Princess Porcelain]

[All right -- I don't have much time so my post won't be 'fancy' or 'colorful'. I'm going to leave it plain. Also, I was wondering -- Is it possible to take hold of objects in the Astral form?]

Alice glared at the girl who had spoken to her. "Well, it doesn't seem like there's much cohesion; everyone's hysterical. I was just trying to instill a sense of calm and peace in order to get everyone to work together. You, apparently, are oblivious to this," she said, her jade-green eyes flaming with ire. "You're not going to get anywhere ordering everyone around like that unless you have their attention and they're actually willing to help. Now, if you don't mind, I would like to try to get that door open." Alice then moved away from Mikhail and began searching the floor and any other places the key might be hidden. She also looked for anything that could be used as a lever, in case the key was nowhere to be found. She found a crowbar and a few screwdrivers, but apart from that, there was nothing that appeared to be particularly useful. The unstable feeling she felt still lingered, and with every passing moment, she seemed to slip further away from herself. She desperately clung to her thoughts and emotions, trying to anchor herself in some way.

Her efforts were to no avail. It seemed like her own thoughts and emotions were fading quickly, to a point where she couldn't discern them, and she stared ahead blankly, wondering to herself if she might be experiencing a sudden, painless death. A few seconds later, it was almost like she was viewing herself from several different angles; she could see the entire room as if high noon were overhead. She quickly floated down to her body; getting back in was easier than she'd expected. She entered through her eye and was suddenly returned to her natural form, breathing quickly and feeling very shaken. What just happened? she asked herself. It felt like I was floating out of my body.

Alice continued to look for things that would be useful for getting the door open. She came near a pod she'd thought was empty and heard a voice from within calling for help, soon spotting a ferret close to the front. She opened the pod and took the ferret out. "How did you talk? You aren't really a ferret, are you?" she asked it. "What's your name?" She put the ferret down a respectful distance away from people who might step on it and waited, wondering if this was actually another human who had gained odd powers.

[bast,]

{ Still on my kindle, sorry. }

Sam - Animal Morphing;
Sam looked up at the girl who helped her out of her pod, relief shining in her large black eyes. "I don't know. I didn't figure you anyone would understand me, and that I was speaking some sort of ferret language." Sam shrugged. Well, in whatever way a ferret can shrug. "My name's Sam. I used to be a human I guess, but-" Sam's words were cut short by her legs dropping out from underneath her. Her vision blurred terribly as she was lifted of the ground. Her back feet however stayed planted on the ground. She closed her eyes, fearing immense pain. When she opened her eyes however, she looked down to see herself as a human. And naked. She let out a little squeek and jumped up a bit, frantically looking for something to cover herself with. She found a piece of cloth on a desk across the room, and quickly ran to it. It turned out to be a white lab coat, which seemed fitting not only on her body, but with the scene around he room. When she reached into the pocket, something jingled. Pulling it out, she was that it was a small ring with two identical keys. A tag on it read "DESK KEYS". Sam walked back over to Alice, and held them out to her. "Useful?" She asked, seeming completely unaffected by the fact that age just changed into a human.

{ the door key shouldn't be in there, but files on each person. >:3 }

[StrobeEffect]

M r . M y s t e r y

{ h e a l i n g }

.........Dull eyes watched without emotion as the hologram went dead. It would seem that the man who had caused him to leave his brother was dead. Most likely his brother was too. If there were really... monsters walking the world like the man had described, then it would seem most of the world's population would have been infected by now. Something stirred in him, a warm ball of energy, soothing him from the inside. It wasn't something he was used too, but it felt nice so he didn't question it. For some reason, even knowing that the world was dead outside of these walls, his body felt good. He felt like he'd been sleeping on the most comfortable bed known to man or any other being in existence, and it kept him calm. Not feeling pain was incredible.

.........'So there are twenty of us,' he thought to himself, looking away from the area where the hologram had been for the first time. There were indeed a large number of others, they all looked around the same age, in the room. A few were still in their pods, some hadn't even moved yet, but some were already up and about and.. arguing. God he hated arguing. With a sigh he swung his legs over the side of the pod, not sure if he'd be able to support his weight after not moving for so long. When he first stood his trembled, threatening to give out and causing him to grip the side of the bed to stay up, but then that warmth flooded over him, expanding outwards from where it lived in his chest. His legs tingled softly and then ceased their trembling. It looked like his power was already taking effect. 'The bastards made me a... regeneration project?' No, that didn't feel right. 'Oh,' he gasped mentally, looking to his normally very scarred arms, 'they made me a healer.' His arms were flawless. The scars were gone.

[Talvace]

Steven Fornell

{ m a l e } - { i n t a n g i b i l i t y } - { a l o n e }

..........The *sshole had shot him to be some sort of experiment? That was all it took for Steve to decide he was going to find that guy's zombie and rip apart. Seriously. Why the Hell couldn't they just use volunteers for this crap? The world had enough idiotic people in it, they would have been able to find some eventually. This, though, this was just bull sh*t. Now he was stuck with a room full of morons he didn't want to be anywhere near and without any of his gear. Great. Whatever. He could get along with people fairly well, it wasn't the worst thing that had happened. At least he still had his own clothes on.

........There was some girl yelling, saying something about volunteers, as he swung his legs over the side of the bed and pushed himself to his feet. He wobbled for a minute, but whatever they had been using to keep them alive seemed like it was pretty reliable since he could stand after not moving for.. years? A year? He didn't know, it didn't really matter at the minute. Still, it would be nice if they had bothered to leave something that told time or the date in the room. Then again, if the world was over, supposedly anyway, was there even a way to keep track of a date anymore? "Huh," he said softly as the thought crossed his mind. "Never thought of that before." Shrugging he straightened his hair, not that he had a mirror, but it was a habit.

........More of the girl's speech reached his ears as he went through the motions of stretching. It really hit him then. The world was over. "Well sh*t," he said softly, reaching back to steady himself on the pod he'd been kept in. "Dude," he added, looking to the girl. "Shut up. If the world is over, plagued with these - these," he gave a vague gesture when he couldn't come up with a term, "things, maybe we shouldn't go out there." He gave a glance around the room, taking in the various states of people. Yea, not many of them looked like they could go out and traipse around while avoiding whatever lay in wait for them. "This crap takes time. You can't just waltz out there without a plan." 'Look at how the people around you are,' he added mentally. 'You don't even know them, how can you expect to work as a team?'

Daryl Yuen

{ m a l e } - { l i g h t . m a n i p u l a t i o n } - { w / M r . M y s t e r y }

.........Daryl's knees were clutched tightly to his chest as he watched the hologram's quality lessen until it finally died. How could this have happened? One minute he had been resting in the quiet of the very alive woods, and now, now the world was over. How was that possible? Why would they even take him? He wasn't shy, no, but his only talents were dance, piano, and planning things so that they worked for everyone. It didn't make sense at all. The world was ending, what good would a dancer do? A sigh worked it's way over the thin boy's lips as he felt his confidence, usually so strong and unwavering, relent under a heavy fear that was trying to kick it out. This wasn't how thing were supposed to be. Not now, not ever. Not even with how little hope the world had for itself.

.........A flicker of movement off to one side of the room caught his eye and made him look away from where the doctor's image had appeared to warn them. A boy, slim and pale with dark hair, was climbing off of his pod. Daryl watched as he almost fell, but somehow managed to keep his balance and straighten himself. When the boy looked up to take in the room, a cry of extreme happiness fell from the Korean's lips. "GLENN!" He yelled, ignoring the slight argument that had begun among a few of the others, launching himself off the small pod and moving towards his adoptive brother at a speed that shouldn't have been possible in the cluttered room. Happiness filled his chest and spilled out onto his face in so much force that the entire room seemed to brighten. Then again, maybe it really did get brighter.

Matthew Zypher

{ m a l e } - { p o i s o n . m a n i p u l a t i o n } - { a l o n e }

.........The first thing that hit Matthew was denial. There was no way this was happening. One of the guys had to be pulling a prank on him. He'd probably fallen asleep while staring at the fire and this was the price he was paying for them finding him that way. It just couldn't be happening. The world wasn't over, these people were probably just random kids that they'd payed off. They were all probably just... really... really good actors. Right? This couldn't be real. There was no way. Scientists didn't just kidnap random teenagers and experiment on them. That just did not happen. Ever. Anywhere.

.........An overjoyed cry to his left caused him to look up from where he'd been staring into space since the hologram had flickered out. The lights brightened marginally and he blinked in surprise. That's right, they were supposed to have powers now, too. When the kid, he looked Asian or something, had gotten happy the lights got brighter. Was that a power or just a coincidence? NO. This wasn't real. It was NOT happening. Anger flooded his veins, taking over the denial full force. This was way to far. They guys had gone to far this time. Matt's eyes narrowed and he gripped the side of his pod tighter. He didn't get mad, not ever, but how could they even joke about this?

.........Looking around for places where there could be a hidden camera or signs of where the boys were hiding, because there was just no way that they weren't filming this, surprise quickly pushed out the anger. Looking down to where he'd been gripping the metal side of the pod, Matt let go and pulled his hand away. The metal had turned to liquid under the force of his grip. Thick, sticky, liquid dripped from his hand and onto the surface next to him. "What the Hell?" he questioned softly. Maybe they weren't watching after all. Maybe this was actually real.

[Tʜᴇ Fᴀʟʟᴇɴ Aɴɢᴇʟs]

Ｍｉｋａｉｌ Ｊｏｈｎｓｏｎ

{ ᴍɪᴋᴀ } { ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ } { sɪʀᴇɴ sᴏɴɢ }

Mikail watched the girl with steady, unwavering eyes. She had seen and dealt with far worse then this girl. She wouldn't put up with it, and if needed, she'd do the same she did to that thing on the ground. "And maybe if you paid attention you'd notice that what you were suggesting is what we were trying to do. Now, shut up and help or go help the people waking up." She turned to the boy and then stared at him, the same clear and unwavering tone, though her voice got as bit more volatile. " I have a plan. Doesn't matter if you weren't awake enough to understand but guess what, this place is probably the safest place around. We clean it out and then close it up, and we might be in the clear. We need to open the door or we'll sit in here and starve. Now, would you like to help to open the door? I'm not saying you have to go out and help clear it out. I'm saying it'd work best for all of us if we could get one place safe long enough to compose everyone together, for a small time at least. Do whatever the f*** you want afterwords, if you want to sit here and catch up on feelings of despair, so be it. Just don't b***h and do nothing about it. I don't care if you stay behind, help open the door and you will have gotten the right to tell me to shut up. Until I see you doing anything, you are as useless as the holographic scientist. " She held every truth in her words. He did nothing, yet. At least she was trying.