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Nov 19, 2012 09:27AM
Just some old, barren rooms for you to sleep in. The beds are old and hard and the walls aren't much to look at, but it is your own space that the doctors can't snoop around in.
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Amanda stumbled in, clutching her head. her long hair was matted and frizzy. she sighed as she sat down on the bed, "Harmony.... Where are you in this godforsaken place?..."
A mouse scattered on the floor. The mouse squeaked and in seconds Harmony was back to her normal self. "What's wrong, Amanda?" Harmony's short red hair was messed up and her face and hands were showing little scratches all over.
Amanda's jaw dropped as she saw Harmony. He launched herself at the girl, nearly knocking her over. "Oh my god! Harmony" she repeated as hot tears streamed down her rosy cheeks.
"God, What?!" Her fingernails turned to claws due to the sudden alert. "Gee, look, Amanda, You don't just go around jumping on people."
"These?" She laughed. "These are not from the doctors. These are from the other mice. I was a mouse for three days, and they did not like it." She laughed. "What got your panties in a bunch?"
((OMG...))
"I-i thought they took you there again..." She stammered, once again revealing her deep scarlet cut on her shoulder blade-clearly not getting any better.
"I-i thought they took you there again..." She stammered, once again revealing her deep scarlet cut on her shoulder blade-clearly not getting any better.
((Lol. I knew that you would catch that)) "Nope. that is why I turned into a mouse. They would never find me!"
Her breath, still shaky began to quicken. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she said, "They.... Know how to block me out.... Ha-armony.... How-how can they do that?" The speaking girl was obviously very distraught.
Harmony laughed. "It's all fine now, don't worry." Harmony had been here since she was seven and had been patent 27 of the entire operation. She knew how to survive.
The shuddering girl laughed a little, "Did you see the new recruits yet?" her emerald eyes looked up at her friend in hope
"They're just different.... There's a new telepathic too..... I wonder..." The last two words were mainly to herself.
"It would be cool" she admitted. "They would be able to run like me and jump and go anywhere like I can." ((can you take over in the Doc. wing? I need to go for the rest of the night. Please?))
------------------------Room 42Tara sat in her new dorm. She had been moved from one asylum to another and she cringed to think about what would happen here. She was to get tested soon.
Harmony heard of the new ones that had come in. She had to meet some of them and tell them about how to make it in the asylum. She knocked on the door of room 42 tenderly, and waited for a reply.
Tara looked up to see a girl. She didn't speak and didn't look into her eyes. She didn't want visions right now. "Are you here to take me to where they said they would be," she shivered, "studying me?"
"Oh, no." She tried to calm herself, thinking of those rooms. "I just wanted to show you around. I have been here for-er- awhile."
"I'm not allowed to leave unless they so," Tara said, trying to keep the anger and fear out of her voice.
Tara almost laughed if it weren't for the situation she was in. Look at that, I made a friend. Darkness riled in her soul. It was a constant battle, Light against Darkness. She had been one of the ones that got to view it every second of her life.She turned to look at Harmony, training her eyes not to read the girl's soul. "Like what?" She wasn't trying to be cold, she just couldn't help her tone.
((Can we like, bring Tara to a room where Katherine and doctors meet her?))
((Sorry I was posting a new topic))"Well. What about the doctors? Or what about what they do to you in the operation and testing rooms? And why the government is in it?" Her tone was now cold to. "I know things. I have been here since I was 6. I was just trying to help."
((Can we? lol))Tara narrowed her eyes in thought and then looked at Harmony. "Tell me," she said. Curiosity sparked in her. She wondered why all the clinics suggested this one for her. "The government?"
((oh, Idk. My friend is a doc, and she should be on soon, so we might as well wait for her.))She smiled. She had gotten her interested. "Yes." she leaned in closer. "The government is the one funding all of this, but it isn't for our protection. They take our samples to find out what makes us unique so they can take it and make them unbeatable war machines."
((K :) ))Tara looked down. Her "powers" were hardly containable in herself. She glanced at Harmony. "Why doesn't anyone just stand up for themselves? What do they have over all of you?"
"It would be that easy, but the doctors have this thing, and if they are ever overrun, and all hope is lost, they simply press a button, and boom . The entire place explodes, it being so hot that the air itself sets aflame, and everyone goes with it. But that isn't all, there have been a few cases of the docs shooting patience that break out and rebel, and there are so many young kids in this facility, we don't like to risk one of their lives."
((Omg I just realized I didn't put something in the Charrie I wanted. I have to edit it XD))Tara scoffed. "Why don't you just..." she stopped her mouth. She couldn't tell them a plan. This might be a test.
"The operation rooms?" Tara asked curiously, feeling a dreadful feeling telling her that this was not a place she wanted to ever go to.
She smiled a sly smile. "Yea, and as you can probably tell, it is no funland." She turned around and showed the zig-zag scar going down her neck and into her upper back area. It looked like it had been sown by a drunk person.
Tara looked into Harmony's eyes then, seeing the doctors she hated, the operation room, the feels Harmony had and it was all over in a second. She blinked. "That must have been awful."




