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For most of your days, you've been a subject of many experiments, living day by day through tests, injections, and horrifying results. Living as a test subject has never been well paying or rewarding. Though you do get private rooms, food, water, bathrooms, and the occasional piece of chocolate, all one could get are pretty much the basics. There isn't even the prize of knowing you're going to be fine, as throughout the years, most of you either go insane, or die. A worse fate awaits for those who survive past a certain date. Hey, at least you could talk to each other during breaks and lunch.
It's a prison. This one in particular just manages to force their prisoners to go through an ultimate test, if only for the excuse of science. From these strange events, you had gained something. You had been graciously gifted a certain power, ability, or an enhancement? But for what cost?
You are born to entertain. Left to suffer and survive through deadly challenges and battles, as people watch and cheer for your demise. Through strange competitions, that are often, if not always, deadly and unusually violent. They want to see danger, and they want to see blood. Drama is fashionable these days, after all.
Welcome to the theater.
Setting:
All characters have their own room, with a bed, a table, a lamp, and a notebook with a pen. The walls are all white, and one of the walls usually have some sort of one sided mirror. There's not much else one can keep.
They all have to follow a strict schedule. Everyone has the same lunch time, where they're forced in a large cafeteria, with tables and food, which would easier pass as sludge.
The staff here aren't very kind. Most of the time they'll ignore you, but they do have tasers, and they aren't afraid to use them. When violent things happen between the test subjects, they step in and try to stop it by any means. Usually nobody comes up alive.
There's a gym too, and a lounge room with a pool table and a computer that hardly works, though they're hardly stacked with things to do. Life can be boring here alone.
You've spend nearly most of your time in the labs. Your time outside the labs, you simply can't remember. You aren't sure if you even have a time outside the labs.
You have uniforms, usually a white T-shirt and white pants, along with no shoes. They aren't very exciting to mention. Though, if you were to ask someone kindly, you may be able to get extra accessories. That's rare though. You have a number tattooed across the wrist of your last hand.
There is one good thing to be looking forward to. Tomorrow is the day of graduation! It isn't officially announced through the speakers, but whispers of it could be heard from one place or another. People should really be more talkative right now.
Rules:
Your gift, as mentioned earlier, can be a power, ability, or an enhancement, as long as it isn't too OP. Like, being able to kill everyone instantly OP. Or being able to summon meteoroids, so the building is wrecked, that isn't good either.
You can be a teen, you can be a kid, you can be an adult. There isn't really any age limit, but if you're like at an extreme age, like a newborn baby or a granny you're probably going to die? I dunno.
This state is mainly so character relations can be built up and torn down. Character connections, interactions, allies and rivalries. Feelings. Potential drama. Since they've been together for quite a while, nearly for most of their life, they should know each other before the true games begin. It's the only state in which characters can be made and submitted freely into the games. It should also be the shortest state.
Character Sheet:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Number:
Biography: (How's your time in the labs?)
Personality:
Other:
*Sitting Alone In A Corner* [Diary Entry #932] Well Im Here, Last Man On Earth I Used The World Scaner No One's Here, No one to Talk To, No One To Go Outside With Me I Think This Is It For Me, Goodbye World. |
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OT_DaresJoin Date: 2016-03-21
Post Count: 481 |
Tracking for later. |
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(I just whipped this up in five minutes so I apologize if it's bad.)
Name: Joseph M. Cassidy
Age: 18
Gender: Male.
Number: 736
Biography: Joseph can't seem to recall a specific amount of time he's been in the labs, but he would say about 6 or 7 years in general. He's not friends nor enemies with many people due to the fact that he usually stays out of the way of others, basically showing how shy he is. Like almost everyone else, he's spent 100% of his time in the labs. He cannot remember if he was ever outside of the labs and thinks it is safe to assume that he has never been outside.
Personality: As noted above, Joseph is mainly shy and never tries to become a part of arguments or fights. He doesn't talk to other people as much as he talks to himself. He doesn't question the labs or the people behind them much. He just goes with everything. He can be very mellow, and although he doesn't talk to others much, he is a kind person, but can get very angry if confronted and bullied.
Other: Uh, nothing. |
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(also you can pick your own gift, just put it somewhere in the biography if they figured out they have it somehow through a small sentence of a little story, or in the other. if there isn't any gift listed, you're still free to pick in the beginning of the second stage.
of course it would be much convenient to place it in it's own section. you can do that if you wish to. if you don't want to pick your gift, that's fine too. we'll figure something out. sorry for the confusion! )
*Sitting Alone In A Corner* [Diary Entry #932] Well Im Here, Last Man On Earth I Used The World Scaner No One's Here, No one to Talk To, No One To Go Outside With Me I Think This Is It For Me, Goodbye World. |
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(lol forgot that)
Gift: Joseph has telekinesis, meaning he can use kinetic energy to move objects with only his mind. He can only pick up small and medium-sized objects and toss them around. |
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foIieJoin Date: 2009-10-10
Post Count: 9504 |
wheres appearance??
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(mfw i literally asked two people to look over through it and nobody pointed it out to me until now.
uh
just add it as a thing if you'd like?
also happycooldude is accepted i guess)
*Sitting Alone In A Corner* [Diary Entry #932] Well Im Here, Last Man On Earth I Used The World Scaner No One's Here, No one to Talk To, No One To Go Outside With Me I Think This Is It For Me, Goodbye World. |
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(you know what
that was idiotic of me x.x) |
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(Perhaps consider a revision of the CS.
I am getting mine up now, either way) |
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revised character sheet while we're still in the front page
Character Sheet:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Number:
Biography: (How's your time in the labs?)
Personality:
Gift: (mentioned in the story)
Appearance:
Other:
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(i'll do my appearance soon gimme a sec) |
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Character Sheet:
Name: Junie
Age: 10
Gender: Girl
Number: 358
Biography:
Junie tries to lie low most of the time, being physically inept when it comes to fighting, or anything athletic, really. She spends her time alone, but the fact is, she enjoys her time at the lab. It all has to do with her gift; she sees what she wants to see. She has such a control over herself that she can change her perception of things, even if she can't physically change her situation. She doesn't mind the cafeteria food because she will make it taste fantastic. She doesn't mind the lack of entertainment or friends because she can simply see things that will entertain her.
Some people have labelled it as insanity because they don't understand her abilities. But, while Junie can induce her own hallucinations, she is really quite lucid. She can perfectly differentiate between what actually happens and what she will decide she experiences. Some envy her because it's really the ultimate gift in this God-forsaken place: relief, an escape. She will tell stories to those who will listen, but she can do nothing for others. She cannot affect their perception.
Staff members have varying opinions when it comes to her. Some favor her due to her hardly causing trouble. One even awarded her a green scarf -- Junie's tell-tale feature. The crueler ones, however, disapprove of her gift. They want her to be miserable, and will often make her do tedious actions in an attempt to distract her from concentrating on the illusions she makes for herself. However, she is very obedient and hardly has any hostile confrontations with anyone, really.
Personality:
Junie's very calm for a child, accustomed to not making a stir in such a volatile community. Some would say she's got this dreamy atmosphere about her, while others propose that she is just mad. She doesn't have the child-like empathy that most people her age have. She isn't the type who would find a dying bird by the side of the road and try to fix it. She does things to please herself, but she doesn't go out of her way to make others feel happy. She does nothing above what she is asked. Junie isn't very sharp or wise, and she doesn't have much real-world experience, understandably. She tends to block out feelings she doesn't like. She's very creative, though, and normally has a little tale to recite -- if you bother to ask her to recite it.
Gift: As mentioned, Junie can alter her perception of things that happen in the real world in order to make her experience more comfortable for her. She can change the way things look, smell, taste, feel, and sound for her. However, nothing is really altered and everything is perceived the way it would usually be perceived for everyone else.
Appearance:
Junie has long, long white-blonde hair that is straight but wispy. Her nose is rounded and a little plump and her eyes are very dark. Her complexion is pale. She's rather skinny due to living off of cafeteria food and of an average height for her age. She always wears a lime-green scarf. She has a deep scar on her knee from messing about with a cafeteria knife; she was, as always, daydreaming and carelessly wounded herself.
Other: Junie often goes on about a "little piece of music" that she often ponders. She refuses to hum it to people, claiming that it's hers and nobody else's. |
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(@dwagon
nice that's good. accepted)
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(Quick question, does the number on the wrist represent which "prisoner" they are. Like, if a guy has a "300" on his wrist, does it mean he is the 300th prisoner?) |
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(i'll try to make my cs better tomorrow. :c) |
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Name: Decklan Woodstock
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Number: 647
Biography: The guards rarely notice him, he's developed freinds, but they have died quickly.
Personality: He is very quiet, he doesn't like to talk most of the time. Hes a social outcast, whenever he makes a joke it is horrible, and is cringey. He always knows where is were though, many wouldn't aknowledge it though.
Gift: He knows what people are thinking and can plan there actions ahead of time.
Appearance: He has black hair, he is Caucasian. The black hair in the front isn't really special like most others. He just has simple hair, some could describe it as "eh hes jestin beebr" others might describe it as "normal."
Other: His height is 5'1. |
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Name: Liam
Age: 12
Gender: Male
Number: 309
Biography: Liam has not always been the outcast in the lab. When he was younger, he had many friends and was loved by all of them. However, at the age of 9, he started to experience the side effects of a mysterious test that would forever scar his mental state. He began experiencing frantic visions of ominous foreshadowing that were almost always incorrect. Panicked by what he saw, he fell into a sort of insanity. His friends began to notice, and soon he was alone. Even the adults wouldn't bother to deal with him. Liam now sits alone in the prison, waiting until he can get out. Because of his state, the prison has marked him as "unfit to battle," and only subjects him to certain tests.
Personality: Liam used to be an outgoing and sweet child, but when the visions kicked in he became paranoid and delusional. Now he is a lone wolf, waiting until the day he can finally leave this place through some failed experiment that affects him in the just the right way...
Only then, in the cold grips of Death, will he finally be free.
Gift: Extremely inaccurate but horrifying visions
Appearance: Liam's insanity has shown throughout his entire body. His muscles are lanky and his skin is pale; his once-black hair is now fading into white with stress; the glasses on his face have one cracked lens, but he is so caught up in seeing the future that he barely seems to notice it
Other: Seems to remember only two details from the experiment that gave him his powers: a group of adults in a dark room and a man's hand reaching towards him |
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(I think I've just started the ages 10 - 13 revolution. Jeez, we can't ALL be just heading into middle school.)
(copycats :c) |
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PawzKatJoin Date: 2012-04-22
Post Count: 21011 |
I'm still working on my character, but he'll be either late twenties or mid thirties. |
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(My guy is 17 years old. A bit older then the others, but younger then Pawz.) |
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(Hooray, because my character is probably going to be looking for someone in that age group to be buddies with or she's going to end up ded) |
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(Hey, want our characters to be buddies, happy? They seem to have a bit in common. And as I said, buddy needed or I'm going to be ded ded ded) |
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OT_DaresJoin Date: 2016-03-21
Post Count: 481 |
(I was going to pick my character to be 10 but I don't want every character to be that age so I'm changing it. I'm in the mid of writing my on word and I will copy and paste it once I corrected most grammar mistakes.) |
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(Dwagon, sure. We could try that.) |
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