forum Lost Memories (CLOSED//STALKERS ENABLED)

Started September 16, 2018 by @RedTheLoveless

tune

I say we start.//

you guys can start but like i said i won't be on much the rest of the day. ill be back tomorrow though

i've been here

is this rp dead? plz say no i really wanted to rp

same

(ye)

its dead?

I hope Red posts the starter

ya

thats ok ill be gone for about a half hour maybe a little longer brb

Mary-Ann woke with a start–alarms blaring and red warning lights flashing dangerously. The front glass of her containment unit had be cracked open somehow as the drastic temperature changes broke it open. She fought for control of her limbs as she pushed her arm out of the hole, flailing around until she found a control panel and unlocked her broken pod. She forced her way out and into the red-washed hallway filled with other pods, some broken open, some unsealed normally, and some still locked shut. Mary-Ann stumbled her way down the corridor searching for… something. Some place to go she was familiar with as her feet led her instinctively down an unknown path leading to the bridge of the ship. However, the automation of the ship seemed to have been tampered with, as the door opening to the bridge was wired shut–the control panel had obviously been messed with as she stood there wondering how to get into the room.

(I guess so)
Marchosias blink his eyes open, then jumped as the pounding sounds of alarms rose in his ears. He looked around frantically, trying to catch his suddenly panicked breath, and he tried to see through the fog that had gathered on the pod's glass. He groaned as the alarms continued to screech, and he weakly pulled his hands up to cover his sensitive ears, then he looked around again, hoping for a way out. There was a way to unlock a pod from the inside, in case someone were to lock themselves in by accident, but he couldn't remember how. His memory was foggy and his senses were clouded with panic and fright. He suddenly gasped, and an electric bolt released from his tail, short-circuiting the pod just enough for it to shoot open. Marchosias stood there for a moment, having been surprised by that small ability he had forgotten about, then he stepped out of the pod, using the side for support as his body swayed. He noted that one of the other pods was completely open, and wondered who else was awake as he slowly made his way down the hall. He spotted someone else there and reached out to tap their shoulder, the alarms making it difficult to find his voice.

Slang opened his eyes, now awake and definitely panicking. He kicked at the door of his pod, the utter coldness of his sorundings shocked him. His fist collided with solid glass, the scales on his hand scratching at the walls of his small cold prison. "Someone help?!" he yelled, though it was more of a rasp. His voice was hoarse after so long of not using it.

(Hi! Can I join or is this closed?)

idk you'd have to ask Red

Fiona woke slowly, the noise from the alarm waking her first then the light. once she was awake she tried to open her pod door but she had forgotten how, panicking she started banging on the glass and trying to break it, finally after quite a few minutes of frantic kicking and punching she got small crack in the glass to form and kept kicking it from there, fueled by adrenaline and fear of being trapped forever. the glass shattered out into the corridor and Fiona fell out with it crushing glass into her arms and legs. she stumbled up not used to using her legs for so long and limped towards the end of the corridor. her mind was foggy and she was exhausted from busting out. as she limped down the hall she heard someone banging on the glass of their pod and decided to help them. Fiona limped over to the pod and started kicking at the glass until she made a small crack again in the glass.

Scaled hands push against the glass, finally breaking it with the help of the new gal. He stumbles onto the floor, coughing up cryo fluids. "What the fuck is going on?" He asks hoarsely, wiping his face to get the rest of the cryo chambers goo off.

Fiona looked at him and said "no idea," her voice was raspy from no use and she added "i think i see someone at the end of the hall." she helped the new guy up and started limping over to the end of the hallway.

Nova slowly came to consciousness, at first, not registering the sounds or lights. She then tried to remember where she was and why she wasn't in the comfort in her bed. She then realized she was in a locked pod and placed her hands on the glass. A few other pods were open already and she saw a handle and tried to jerk it open. It would not budge at all and she completely forgot how to get out. That was when the alarms blaring and the red lights started coming in. It was treacherous and she had no idea how to make it stop. She pounded on the glass in panic and used her fists as hard a possible. Soon, cracks started forming on the thick glass and with each it it got bigger and went deeper.

(Hi! Can I join or is this closed?)

(Yeah you can join, but you'll be the last one to wake up, alright?)