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| Ezmi | Jan 11 2009, 06:30 PM Post #1 |
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I is Esme. I has bad grammer.
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Margay stopped, bent double and breathing hard. It shouldn't be so difficult to last this long... Margay liked running. She liked it a lot. It gave a sense of purpose, as though she was running to something rather than from something. At least, on her good days. As her breathing returned to normal and her chest stopped heaving, she stretched both arms high above her head until the muscles trembled satisfyingly. She winced slightly as she lowered them again and rubbed her shoulders. It was quite cold down here... Normally, she barely felt cold. Even on hot days, she could feel her body heat radiating off into her surroundings. It kept her warm, and when in a bad mood, she sometimes liked to raise it in order to prevent others touching her. Sometimes, anyway. But today, even she could feel the frosty surroundings as it gently sapped her warmth. It was chilly underground. She watched her breath mist the air, and suddenly wanted a cigarette. She dug in her pockets and extracted her last one from a battered old box. Damn. Perhaps she'd get some more next week, if she behaved very nicely... Unlikely, though. She flicked one thumb carelessly, put the cigarette to the tiny flame clinging to her thumbnail and puffed in satisfaction. Ah, that was better. Margay hadn't been smoking for very long, and she was acutely aware of it tickling her throat and scratching her lungs. But what did it matter? She got very few little pleasures, and as an experiment she probably wasn't going to last long anyway. Best enjoy what life she had now, rather than later. But then perhaps quitting would help her running difficulties... She sucked and blew contentedly, and began strolling around the track to loosen her leg muscles. The scientists hadn't been happy when she'd first started with the fags, but after a bit they became curious. After all, she could survive the smoke of her own flames, why not the smoke of a cigarette or two? Sadly, it seemed her lungs could not manage the cigarette smoke any better than anyone else's, and she was at risk of all the regular problems smokers had. The scientists had started taking x-rays of her lungs, and she'd heard talk of them opening her up and trying to make them more efficient. Irritated, she chewed the end of her nearly finished cigarette. That was one good reason to stop anyway. Stop them being so damned interested in her chest. Sighing, she stubbed the end out and chucked it away. It could get lonely down here, underground. Edited by Ezmi, Jan 12 2009, 05:37 PM.
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| Hughes | Jun 18 2009, 08:12 PM Post #2 |
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Beast lied sprawled on the ground, his tail traveling about in the air above him aimlessly. He lied on his stomach, resting his chin on his forearms with a sulky look on his face. His legs were in utter disarray, sitting at awkward angles. He huffed as he watched Margay run around. What was the point behind the running? It's not like she'd get any where, much less gain anything from it. He stabbed his tail into the ground in front of his face, pretending he was scything Margay in half. Of course, putting a hole in the gymnasium's perfectly polished wood floor resulted in being reprimanded by Beast's handler. Beast pulled his tail out of the ground and knocked the taser out of the handler's hand, which only resulted in more punishment. Beast growled at her and pulled himself off the ground. On all fours, he stalked off to somewhere else and began walking circles around the gym, much like Margay. When his handler resumed her post beside the exit, Beast flipped her the bird, which she saw, which landed him in more trouble. Beast barked at her, snarled, and began sprinting away. He made sure his claws dug little holes in the floor. Fortunately, Beast's handler thought it was unavoidable, so she let it go. Probably because Beast had broken her taser during their last encounter. |
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| Ezmi | Jun 19 2009, 09:08 AM Post #3 |
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I is Esme. I has bad grammer.
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The crack of Beast's tail made Margay stop in her tracks and turn around. She hadn't realised there was anyone else down here. Narrowing her eyes, she tried to make sense of what she was seeing. Was that a...monkey? It sure looked like it. Or something very similar. But judging from the handler hovering nearby, it was more likely to be another experiment. What was with these scientists, and their freak animal-human hybrids? It wasn't natural. From the looks of things, this...animal thing was pretty strong. Margay didn't know a lot of people who could knock a taser out of a trained guard's hand, and break it to boot. The handler looked like she was aware of what she was up against, and wisely took her seat back by the door. Stubbing out the remains of her cigarette, Margay watched as Beast snarled like - well, a beast, and began strutting around the cavernous room. Now that she came to think about it, she remembered this guy. Hadn't he been at the cafeteria that one time? But he had seemed different that time...Frustrated, Margay pounded her forehead as her brain began to hurt. Sometimes she wished she payed more attention to people. Cautiously, she approached him, careful to come from the front so he could see her coming. Because he was on all fours, she squatted down to bring herself to his eye level, and looked at him. "You're gonna land yourself in a heap load of trouble if you carry on the way you are." She didn't mean to threaten, just deliver a - hopefully - friendly warning. Margay hated this about herself, but she couldn't help but feel a little for others. Jacob was one. Shinji was another. Although she'd never really realised it before, Margay liked little children. Maybe, outside, in the real world, she would have made a good mother. This Beast was certainly not little - he looked at least seventeen (although it was hard to tell, what with the ears and all), but there was just something about his animal ways and defensive barking that spoke of vulnerability. |
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| Hughes | Jun 22 2009, 06:56 PM Post #4 |
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Beast stopped in his tracks, intentionally making a very deep gouge in the floor, when he noticed Margay. He glared at her and let out a warning growl while crouching down into a position that would allow him to strike quickly. She looked like a perfectly normal human, so, as far as Beast knew or cared, she was a scientist pretending to be an experiment to weed out the unruly ones, or an experiment that pledged loyalty to the scientists. Regardless of what she was, Beast was ever ready to slit her throat and make a run for it. He'd choose death over staying in this place. Of course, he knew the stupid will to live that came from being part dog would stop him from dying without too much pain. When Margay squatted down, Beast's growl grew into a vicious snarl that screamed "Come closer and I'll eviscerate you." Scary thing was was that he meant it. His tail scythed through the air towards Margay's forehead. "Get the hell away from me," he snarled venomously. |
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| Ezmi | Jun 22 2009, 07:34 PM Post #5 |
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('kay, I'm assuming I can use Beast's handler in this - if not, lemme know and I'll change it :D) Margay felt uncharacteristically hurt by his reponse, and she cursed herself angrily. The deadly swish of his tail caused her to jerk backwards, and land heavily on her rear end. Furiously, she scrambled backwards and got to her feet. "You...you bastard!" As she spoke, her arms ignited. "Gonna kill you here and now!" She advanced on him, and threw herself forwards, ready to burn him right down to his fragile skeleton. The flames erupted along the dry, poorly-maintained gym floor, enveloping Beast and Margay both. Her eyes flashed and she watched the burning with an ecstatic expression. This was her favourite part - watching the curving white architecture emerge from the charred and mangled remains of the flesh. But before she could move another step, and before the flames even touched Beast, there was a terrific gunshot. Margay screamed and staggered backwards, disappearing in a haze of smoke and fire. By the door, Beast's handler had managed to get help, and three other guards were even now charging forward, one armed with a heavy red fire extinguisher. With a vicious hissing, it smothered Margay and the fire in thick white foam. As she burst free, thrashing and shrieking, the foam slowly tinged red, and the guard with the gun laughed triumphantly. "I got her!" Beast's handler grabbed the gun off him. "Get back to your posts, we're fine here." Two of the men scowled and slowly retreated out of the room, one of them aiming a kick at Beast as he passed. The third finished expelling the foam at Margay, and threw the extinguisher aside. He too pulled out a gun, and aimed it at her. "Get up." Her face was flushed red, and she seethed with rage, her anger not yet spent. "Get away from me!" With a little difficulty, she struggled to her feet, foam and smoke pouring off her. "I'm gonna burn you so hard!" As she spoke, she lifted her left arm, and then screamed in agony. "Oh god, I'm bleeding!" Her face contorted. "You sonuva...." The guard took a step back as she threw herself clumsily at him, and fired again. Margay's screams echoed again and again around the room, and she lay on the floor, roaring hysterically with pain and anger and practically foaming at the mouth. Beast's handler looked livid. "I am not vouching for you! God, her scientist team are going to be so mad at you!" The guard spat at her. "Get lost, bitch. Go get the medic team, why don't you?" She snarled at him. "Guess what, I will! It'll be worth it, to see your sorry ass fired!" She stormed out the room. With an eerie calm, the guard watched Margay writhe on the floor. "Not so hot now, huh?" She spat a mouthful of blackened spit out and tried to focus on him. The pain was so bad, she nearly blacked out. The question was, would Beast come to his senses, and help her? |
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| Hughes | Jun 22 2009, 08:25 PM Post #6 |
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((Not meaning to slow things down, but Margay's on the ground with several bullet holes in her, yes?)) |
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| Ezmi | Jun 22 2009, 08:57 PM Post #7 |
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| Hughes | Jun 25 2009, 12:15 AM Post #8 |
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((I'm sorry I took so long!)) Before the guards could get over fast enough and after Margay's arms caught fire, Beast had pounced on top of Margay. He was snarling while baring his fangs (Yes. He has fangs.), holding her down by her shoulders. Before his tail could chop off Margay's head and let him begin eating her corpse, a bullet impacted with his shoulder. It flung him off Margay and resulted in a personality swap from Beast to Gray. Gray shrunk away from the guards and ran to a far corner of the gym, frightened. He was making sure to keep off his injured arm. After the event, Gray ventured forth from his corner. He leaned over Margay and stared at her worriedly. "A-are...are you okay?" he asked. He knew he couldn't do anything for Margay and knew the scientists wouldn't. He felt bad that Beast had just resulted in her being gunned down and probably her death. |
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| Ezmi | Jun 25 2009, 07:44 PM Post #9 |
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"Aagh..." Margay turned her head to one side, and met Gray's blue eyes. Through her pain, and blurred vision she spotted the last remaining guard throw her a contemptuous look, and then leave the room, apparently under the impression that she was no longer a threat. As she groaned, she frowned to herself. Gray's stammer was extremely uncharacteristic compared to what he was like before. Her pain-fuddled mind told her that he could be trying to trick her, and that she shouldn't trust him. No, she argued with herself. Maybe he really was trying to help. Anyway, there wasn't much she could do right now, helpless as she was. "I can't move my left arm properly." So saying, she twitched it slightly, and her face convulsed in pain. To her great shame, she felt tears building up in the corners of her eyes. "You got shot too, huh?" she groaned. "I - I'm sorry...about that..." Although she couldn't see a lot from her position on the floor, she remembered Beast's terrible tail, and tried very painfully to push herself into a sitting position. "Please don't cut me up." Coughing, Margaret suddenly realised she felt cold. She put her right hand to her forehead. Yes, her body temperature had dropped. That was bad. Usually her body maintained its unnaturally high body temperature; as a result of the experiments, her enzymes didn't function as well at lower temperatures. Now that her left arm was all shot up, her body couldn't maintain itself. If she tried to ignite a flame, she would fail completely. This was very bad. Frightened now, she tugged weakly at Gray's sleeve. "Quick, feel my forehead. I think I'm getting too cold..." |
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| Hughes | Jun 26 2009, 06:01 AM Post #10 |
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"C-cut you up? I guess it was Beast that was here l-last," Gray said. "So s-sorry about him. He's known to...to be a dangerous type of im-impulsive. I-if it's any consolation for you, h-here." Gray's fangs, claws, tail, and ears all shrunk into his body. Of course, the lack of a tail presented a nice, open hole in the back of his pants that provided an unwanted view of a plumber's crack He felt Margay's forehead. "Cold? You feel normal to me," he said. Since Gray had never met Margay like Zesu and Beast, much less seen her command of fire like Beast, he had no idea of her abilities. Then he howled out in pain. The individual dog parts of his body provided by the experiments upon him grew and shrunk arbitrarily, completely independent of one another. He convulsed on the floor, the howling swaying between humanly and beastly. It was the bullet. Gray's body could seldom get a scrape on his knee without it getting infected and him becoming terminally ill, much less take a bullet and survive. Soon the convulsing and howling stopped and Gray's extra features stopped changing, now stuck in random stages of growth. A metallic taste covered Gray's tongue and his eyes became unfocused. He could scarcely move and the ability of talking was much further out of his current scope of abilities, so screaming out for help was out of the question. Gray's head lied in a puddle of sweat and was covered in a film of it, his hair plastered to his head. He aimed his still unfocused eyes at Margay before releasing one last breath and falling unconscious. His breathing was shallow; he was close to death. Gray remembered how much the team of scientists that engineered him wanted him alive. After all, they were astounded that a tail such as Gray's came from simply fusing him together with a few bits and pieces of dog. He got a grim satisfaction that his death would cause them to lose all their data and means of gathering more. He would die happily. With regrets, sure, but he would be happy beyond belief that he would stop the scientists from furthering their research. Gray resigned himself to death. However, he had forgotten one thing: the borderline insane will to live characteristic of all dogs and, apparently, the dog hybrid he himself was. He breathed in deeply and quickly and his eyes came back into focus and were fiery. His voice was rock hard with resolution. "I will not die! I cannot die!" he yelled out. |
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| Ezmi | Jun 26 2009, 06:27 AM Post #11 |
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"H-hey!" Gray appeared to be in a great deal of pain. To her disgust, Margay felt guilt drop into her stomach like a heavy concrete block. This wasn't her fault, she told herself. That stupid...Beast, was it? Yes, he'd been the one to start it. But as she watched Gray writhe and twist in pain on the floor, she realised that this was not Beast. Something had happened to change him; she didn't know what. Margaret put a hand out to him, only to snatch it back when he screamed out. His eyes had changed, and for a moment she was worried that Beast had come back. Warily, she moved back, but the movement only sent more pain shooting up her arm, and she howled angrily. Gingerly, she put her other hand to her left shoulder, and stared at the blood. "This - isn't happening." Awkwardly she staggered to her feet, although she was feeling faint and sick, and wobbled drunkenly. "I don't die. I can't." Very slowly, with tiny baby steps, she limped to the door. Halfway there, she stopped, and turned around. "You have to come. Whatever you - might say..." Here she paused, and coughed again. " - you'll die soon without medical care." Again she glanced down at her wound, and laughed softly. "Heh heh...looks bad, doesn't it....heh heh...It's okay though." She licked her lips, and tried not to let Gray see the tears that were about to spill over. "I'm invincible." Edited by Ezmi, Jun 26 2009, 06:36 AM.
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| Hughes | Jun 29 2009, 06:16 PM Post #12 |
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((I'm sorry for how long it took me. I didn't have internet access all weekend.)) Gray pushed himself off the floor, his wounded arm hanging limply. He tried to right all the wrongs his additional parts had become, but only found that they were stuck and it would cause him pain on an epic scale by trying to change them. He wished Zesu was the one going through this. Zesu had a higher threshold of pain and was too stupid and stubborn to let something as lowly as pain to stop him from looking normal. Normal for him, at least. Using his stunted tail, Gray managed to stop from falling over. His eyes still burned with his will to live, but it was extremely underplayed by the thin coating of sweat plastering his hair to his head and giving his face a sickly sheen, not to mention how his current state gave him a sickly pallor. With steps similar to Margay's, Gray approached the door. "D-death doesn't seem like such a bad th-thing, actually," he said. "Wouldn't b-be able to feel the stu-stupid scientists poking and pr-prodding me." |
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| Ezmi | Jul 2 2009, 04:33 PM Post #13 |
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Margay shot him a sharp glance. "Don't you ever say that," she muttered, leaning on the doorpost to catch her breath. "F'you die, you're letting 'em win." Hissing through her teeth with the pain, she wiped the fresh surge of blood from her shoulder and stepped out into the corridor. "Can't let that ha - whoa!" A scientist stepped out of nowhere, and put an arm around her neck, almost lifting the skinny girl off her feet. Angrily she kicked his shins and attempted to bite his arm, but it was protected by his thick, heavy labcoat. He attempted to quiet her down, and when she didn't listen to him, sighed and took a syringe from his pocket. "It's all for your own good." The drug quickly took effect, and Margaret soon slumped, unconscious in his arms. Tutting, he gently extended her wounded arm and examined it carefully. After his judgment of the damage, he took a walkie-talkie from his belt and pushed a button. "No, the damage isn't too bad. Just shock, more than anything. Yeah, okay. I'll take her down to the labs now." "What about the other one?" The second voice came back crackly and distorted by static. The scientist cast an eye over Gray, and shut the device off. Leaving Margay on the floor, he advanced on him. "That girl is a very important experiment, boy. I hope you didn't - oh!" His eyes fell on Gray's blood dripping onto the floor. "You too?" Looking a little stressed, the man ran a hand through his hair, and glanced back at Gray. "I suppose I better take you down too...Now, are you going to come quietly, or do I have to make you?" Edited by Ezmi, Jul 8 2009, 03:52 PM.
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| Hughes | Jul 4 2009, 12:42 AM Post #14 |
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Gray began shaking as Margay fell limp in the man's arms. He bared his not-quite-there fangs and a snarl ripped from between his teeth. "I-I'd die before I went with one of you!" he spat. A wave of pain erupted from Gray's wound. It wracked his entire body and caused him to slump to the ground. He sighed in defeat. "But I guess I-I'll make an exception this time," he said. Gray mulled over what Margay had said. Die and they win. He decided it was best to not die. After all, these scientists couldn't keep the experiments down for too long before they revolted en masse or the scientists screwed up and made someone too powerful. |
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| Ezmi | Jul 8 2009, 04:01 PM Post #15 |
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"Good." The man twisted Gray's arm roughly, and clipped a pair of handcuffs onto one wrist, attaching the other cuff to his own. "You'll follow me quietly." So saying, he turned and picked Margaret's limp form up, her head lolling as she dangled from his clumsy arms. Again, he tutted. "Getting blood on my labcoat...ah well. Washday tomorrow." He tugged Gray's arm. "Let's go." [HEAD ON OVER TO LABS, CONTINUED THERE!] |
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