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Post by Amy Morbid on Feb 4, 2012 0:24:27 GMT -5
Guard: only if you want one.
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Post by Paige Saint Claire on Feb 4, 2012 0:27:20 GMT -5
*Paige smiled*
Well, I can tell you a mutant right now...
*She waited for the guard to reply, he just looked curious.*
Said mutant works for Sector X... any guesses?
*The guard didn't say anything, and Paige smiled*
It's Vana!
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Post by Amy Morbid on Feb 4, 2012 0:30:10 GMT -5
Guard laugh and walk away. Then a the sound of footspets came form outside her door. a small slot in the bottom of the door open and a tray of food was slid in.The slot close and the foots steps just went on.*
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Post by Paige Saint Claire on Feb 4, 2012 0:34:15 GMT -5
*Paige went and picked up the food. She sniffed it, it smelled absolutely repulsive, but she reckoned she'd have to get used to it, or starve to death. She took a bite. Started gagging, but forced herself to keep eating. After she had finished she began to feel out of sorts, she didn't feel like she was in control of her own body anymore. She felt numb all over, when she tried to move, she couldn't. It was like they put something in the food to paralyze her. Is this why it was so quiet and no sounds from the prisoners. She had to find a way to get out of here, this place was worth than death itself.*
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Post by Amy Morbid on Feb 4, 2012 0:38:06 GMT -5
*More footsteps were heard and once again the slot open a a cup , toothbrush,toilet paper, and a bar of soap. Was now shovel in from the slot and close.The footsteps echo the halls.*
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Post by Paige Saint Claire on Feb 4, 2012 0:46:32 GMT -5
*Paige just laid there staring that the items that just came through the door. She didn't have the energy to move to use them. Eventually she drifted into sleep. Not a good sleep, but it was something.*
*In the morning she woke to the sound of*
Guard: Number 94! Wake up!
*Paige jolted awake, having forgotten where she was.*
Guard: Number 94! you are late for your obedience training! You have 3 seconds to be standing by the door in formation.
*Paige stood up, ran over to the door and stood back straight, shoulders back, and hands to the side.*
Guard: That's not formation, number 24. *Hands should be behind your back and you should be facing the back wall.
*Paige did as she was asked. As soon as she was turned around the door opened and something cold hit her wrists, they were rusted handcuffs. Then the same feeling attached to her legs. The guard then turned her around and grabbed her by the arm and walked her down the hall to another room, in which Vana was waiting for her. The guard through Paige into the chair across from Vana. Paige sat there silently*
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Post by Amy Morbid on Feb 4, 2012 0:54:11 GMT -5
*Vana smile and look very happy.*
Ok now lets se here.Ah yea Number 94...Paige St Claire.
*Vana was speaking a bit loud so a mic could pick her up.
Number 94.. state your age and birthplace.
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Post by Paige Saint Claire on Feb 4, 2012 0:56:17 GMT -5
Age 28. Salem, Massachusettes.
*Paige said promptly, she decided it was best to play along.*
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Post by Amy Morbid on Feb 4, 2012 0:59:36 GMT -5
*Vana nods*
Vana: GUARDS TAKE HER TO ROOM 101!
*the guard froce Paige to her feet and lead her down a long dark hall.*
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Post by Paige Saint Claire on Feb 4, 2012 1:02:59 GMT -5
*Paige had no choice but to be practically dragged down the hall to 101. The guard threw her in the room and locked the door behind her.*
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Post by Amy Morbid on Feb 4, 2012 1:08:35 GMT -5
*From a veiwing screen Vana watch.A door open and another mutant was toss into the room. Vana over the speaker.*
This is obedience training 5289-389 fight to the death 30 sec time limit beings....NOW!
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Post by Paige Saint Claire on Feb 4, 2012 1:20:45 GMT -5
*Luckily Paige had been an aspiring wrestler at one point and taken a ton of self-defense classes as a teenager. It had been a while, but she had stayed in shape. She could do this.*
*Paige studied the other mutant. He looked quite a bit bigger than her. But everyone had a weakness, she just had to figure out his. The timer on the wall started. He took a swing, she ducked.*
*She got him in the groin, he doubled over, then she kicked him in the face and fell to the ground.*
*This was going to be easier than she thought. But then all of a sudden, fire surrounded them.*
*How did this happen? She thought, the necklaces that they were wearing prevented them from using their powers*
*Caught off guard the other mutant picked Paige up and threw her into the fire*
Number 45: It's such a shame, you were a beaut... burn baby burn.
*Paige braced herself the the pain of the flames, but her power protected her, and she wasn't harmed from this impact.*
Paige: I guess it's true what they say, can't fight fire with fire.
*Paige pinned the bigger guy against the wall, and broke his neck and killed him instantly.*
Paige: Sorry dude, survivial of the fittest, and I guess I was just the more fit of the two.
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Post by Amy Morbid on Feb 4, 2012 1:24:15 GMT -5
*Smoke fill the room. Knocking Paige out.Vana's voice was faint.*
Well done NUMBER 94.
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Post by Paige Saint Claire on Feb 4, 2012 1:25:10 GMT -5
*Paige felt accomplished and was terrified of what was to come next.*
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Post by Amy Morbid on Feb 4, 2012 1:29:53 GMT -5
*Yet again the footsteps came along with a tray of food and it die back down to nothing.*
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