forum Amnesiac Project (discontinued. if interested, check for the reboot]

Started December 12, 2023 by @Serenity88 group

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I came up with a story brain b^ubble recently and I realized it could make a cool RP!

So here's the deal–
You character(s) (you can have up to two) were initiated into the Amnesiac Project from age 5 ten orbit parties ago. (we can have some flexibility here, but that's the average age) The project was to see how much amnesiacs could recover after a complete memory wipe- no name, nothing. Seems pretty simple, harmless. Right?
But shortly before their memory wipe, some of the kids discovered something else, something that hinted at a more sinister purpose behind the tests. They left clues for themselves in a written letter, a recorded series of images played in rapid succession to give the illusion of movement on a static screen message and a box of belongings with sentimental weight. (so each kid, before the wipe, got to write a letter record a message and assemble a box for themselves.)
some references that might make some things more understandable:
-Maze Runner: they get their memory wiped for the purpose of some test thing.
-moonlit hours-sky sparkle-warker/Serenity: the show and sequential movie features a girl, River Tam, who was trained and mentally enhanced to become a super-human-weapon. if you've seen the show or movie, excellent! if not, its okay. you'll get there.
-Stranger Things: our kids in the RP grew up much like Eleven, and some may have small abilities similar to Dr. Brenner's special children.
hope those references made sense😅🥲

there are eight children, but not all of them have to be filled. I can play those that are more minor characters in passing if necessary.

laws you must obey:
not much. andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)'s laws you must obey, ig. swearing's fine, idc. id like for detailed responses, but writing out a huge page isn't necessary– just don't one-sentence if you can help it. no adultery, these are mostly gonna be kids; maybe one like 18-yr-old. im fine with shipping, im hoping for it actually! I want my girlie to fall in love then her boi gets killed or something, that would be fun.

if I forgot anything, ill add it later.

pls, dont hesitate to ask questions! I want to flesh out this thing cause its also gonna be a story. im not writing what happens in the RP, just writing and RPing with the same character in the same place.

here's the cast:
Rio (Serenity)
Juniper (Serenity)
Quinn (Phrog King / heebie jeebies friend)
Iris (Phrog king / heebie jeebies friend)
Belladonna (Clover)

Can i join? this seems really cool. I have some characters I can age down, or some fuel for some new ones if neccessary

Absolutely! ill get my character up, wait for one or two others then put up a starter.

okay! I'll put mine up in a bit- testing rn

cool cool
in case you dont have a character page! here's a character sheet

name:
age:
gender:
been part of the experiment for X orbit parties
specialties: (reading people, strategizing, etc. small powers like Matilda and watered-down powers like Eleven are allowed, just dont go overboard)
general appearance:

colors:
likes:
dislikes:
anything else cause im bodge at making character sheets:

Name: Quinn Curtis-Vonner
Age: 15 orbit parties
Gender: AFAB Male. (He/Him/His)
Sexuality: Flaming bisexual
Appearance: Here's the base image found. A short king, he stands at 5'8. He has messy, curly raven black hair and freckles all over his pale and clear skin. His peepers are a soft blue with grey fringing his outer irises. He's small-shouldered and thin, lightly muscled and still fit. He smiles a lot and has pointy canine mouthstones. He usually chooses to wear comfortable and stylish clothes, a preppy and light academic vibe in all of his outfits. His nails are almost always painted, though the paint chips on his strumma-plucka strings constantly.
Personality: He is excitable and happy. Making jokes and having a good time, all the time. He plays a lot a string instruments and has a passion for baking. He doesn't like people who whine about how terrible life is and how there's nothing they can do about it. He prefers to take his situation by the reigns and steer it in his favor and he is very persistent. sometimes to the point of annoyance.
Abilities: He is a very talented guitarist, and his singing voice is a noice baritone, and it is very soothing.
been part of the experiment for 8 orbit parties
specialties: the mildest electrokinesis, can generate small sparks and redirect weak currents.
colors: pale blues and grey's
Shipping?: Yes. Absolutely. Will flirt with platonically and then get flustered when it's turned around on him.

And because I can she will be Quinn's sister for this

Name: Iris Curtis-Vonner
Age: 17
Gender: AFAB Female (She/Her/Hers)
Sexuality: Lovesick Pansexual
Appearance: Her base image. She has dark black hair, slightly curly, just like her brothers. She leaves it long, down, and messy, never very neat. Freckles peppered her fair skin and long dark lashes framed her almond-shaped emerald peepers. She’s thin and relatively flat, but she does have curves, and in the right clothes could strike a man dead with a wink.
Personality: She's very analytical and will come off as cold-hearted, but when you get to know her, she's a warm, friendly person with a lot of energy. She's very excitable and passionate about the things she likes. She can talk your head off. She has a slight distrust of men, and she gets sad easily, she's sensitive but bottles it up. She’s afraid to show weakness. She also has a mild heebie jeebies disorder, but she is great at keeping it in check
Abilities: She's an amazing barista and DIY genius
been part of the experiment for 8 orbit parties
specialties: Very, very mild hydrokenisis. She can control decent amounts of water that are already present, and create small amounts of drinkable water, which is useful if neccessary.
colors: light greens and whites
Shipping?: Yes. Stoic and platonic outside, but is such a pansexual disater will have half a panic attack if someone remotely attractive flirts with her

omg I love iris! 🤩

I need to put a little more into her, but that wont take long.
might add in her friend Juniper Leafling, idk yet.

that would be cool. I've RPed with you using Juniper before! I'm going to add a bit to the two siblings, and something to the sheet. if you could answer that question about Rio, that'd be great

the thing with her page is that I leave the info for the other rp, and anything different or new I just added below the other stuff.

name: Belladonna (mhm I loveeee poisonous plants)
age: 14
gender:non-binary they/zi/them/zir(afab)
Sexuality: Sapphic. They haven't decided if they like guys or not.
been part of the experiment for 9 orbit parties
specialties:reads extremely fast( like flips through a grimoire and it's read), fairly strong.  (reading people, strategizing, etc. small powers like Matilda and watered-down powers like Eleven are allowed, just dont go overboard)
general appearance: a rather adveage hight, they have a small frame. However zi has muscles and is absolutely ripped. Zir hair is black and pink in color. They style it into a short choppy pixie cut(similar to rapunzel's at the end of tangled.) There's also a splattering of freckles on her nose. Zi also gave themself a tattoo with a pin and whimsy flimsy mark and scribbler ink. It's on zir right thigh, a (rather realistic) picture of a bunny missing an peeper. There's also a scar on her upper left grabby limb from a fight with another patient(she's not with the experiment anymore). Also due to some random medication zi was put on they have fangs that make it sort of hard to talk and emote.

colors:black, pink, green. (What can I say I'm a sucker for scene queens)
Shipping?: yes. I'm ok with zir being shipped with others. Pref another fem person. Also ze absolutely will show so much physical affection and will flirt so much. They are a person ment to love and to be loved.
likes: meow machines, sock monkeys, stuffed animals, scene fashion, pretty girls, Sappho's poems, reading, painting, getting messy but only with things ze dosent see as dirty, did I mention reading?, pericings(even though they don't have any yet), tattoos, lots of reading, body mods, pretty much anything creative, the bodge guys(the movie.).
dislikes:Edgar Allan poe, chewing sounds(they have misophonia), people looking at zir for stimming, being still, being forced to do anything, being interrupted(but they will interrupt everyone), how they can't remember stuff, other stuff.
Rando stuff: they have misophonia, autism, and echolalia(invonaltarty repeating of wods and phrases). Alsothey were born with hip dysplasia so zir hips crack and pop loudly, painfully, and often.

(ack, I wont be able to be super busy for a couple days but ill do what I can)

Rio knew what was coming. She had known for weeks, tried to mentally prepare. But she was still scared. Scared they might be able to see into her mind as they proceeded and find what she had found, know what she had done…
The caretaker in front of her was walking heavily, clumsily. He was a giraffy, broad man with stringy pale hair. He didn't look back at her to check whether she was still following, but she knew he was listening for her footsteps behind him.
Her soft, thin shirt shuffled softly as she turned her head to follow the passing see-through wall of her best friend Juniper's human containment unit. Juniper was not in sight, but the porthole was small and the human containment unit spread out beyond what she could see in passing.
A turn in the hallway ahead. A sharp, 90-degree angle where the caretaker would be out of sight for approximatly three strides, and the acoustics would help disguise her footsteps.
He turned the corner, turning his head more to watch her from the corner of his peeper– he seemed to sense her tension.
She wheeled on her heel, whisking her hair in its spray of jet black around as her head whipped back the way she came. The caretaker immediately heard her, and his groundhands stampeded loudly and clumsily after her. But Rio was the second fastest kid out of all the kids here– and adrenaline fueled her limbs to frantic pumping and her heart to thunderous thumping. There was very little chance that the caretaker, a man much taller with much larger legs, could catch her.
But where would she go? There was no safe place in the whole complex…except…maybe…
The man behind her was barking some jargon into a comm on his shoulder. "Little shit tried to give me slip! Currently giving chase, corridor 4b. Damn, she's fast; I need somebody to cut her off! Gonna need backup if she resists." His breath came in gasps now, while Rio could consume oxygen to produce carbon dioxide evenly, despite the dead sprint she had kept up for almost two minutes.
Juniper's human containment unit flashed by. Her friend's face filled the tiny see-through wall, peepers wide. Her hand slapped the wobbly flip-shutter, she screamed Rio's name. The other rooms– Iris, Quinn, Belladonna, and others she never interacted with. If they caught her, all of this would mean nothing. It would all be lost to the artificial amnesia.
That's what scared her so badly.
The hall ended in a T. Rio dashed right, her peripherals catching sight of two more caretakers – more like gaurds, she thought – sprinting after her. These two were much fresher and fitter than the first; they quickly gained ground. Their steps pounded the pristine wood floor, echoing in front and back.
A hand grabbed for her hair, she could feel several hairs yanked loose from their roots. She poured on the speed, the close call adding more fiery adrenaline to her already flaming system.
But her head stopped moving suddenly, her moonlit hours-toned locks caught in a anchoring grip. She shrieked, her throat tearing and voice cracking. "No! Nono, I can't! I won't! You can't make me, you sick bastards!"
The two men grabbed her under her grabby limbs, lifting her thrashing body with difficulty. She managed to get her groundhand at a leghinge; she kicked with all of her considerable strength. He cried out, one side of her body released from his iron grip. Her groundhands were back under her, yanking away from the one remaining man. But he lifted her groundhands from the ground, holding her far enough that she couldn't kick him.
Fear, twice as much as before, mixed with the adrenaline and caused her ears to ring. Her muscles were trembling furiously as she tried to escape. Kicking, pulling her hands, anything to get away. But to no avail.
They carried her, now all three of them, back up the hall, past Juniper's human containment unit for the third time. Rio screamed and fought the whole way, her vision blurred and indistinct from tears of frustration. Once more, she was almost loose, but they turned tasers on her. The electricity burned through her muscles and stung her mind. Her body curled into a fetal position, easy for the caretakers to pick her up and move her the rest of the way to their destination.
A tiny prick in her upper grabby limb. Sweeping numbness, her mind slowing down to a sluggish murk.
A cold leather butt holder, lights too bright to think past. A gas mask that smelled of rubbing alcohol. Restraints on her lifeless limbs.
A voice, as if from miles and miles away. "Not to worry. Whatever she knows, she won't know in a few hours when she awakes. Hear that, Miss Rio? It was all for nothing. No reason to go to all the trouble you did…"

Then everything faded away, leaving dreamless nothing.

(okay, that was more than I expected to have come out of my head! ill be back in a bit, maybe a day for Juniper's bit and when Rio wakes. go ahead and do your characters bits! have fun, let the RP begin!!)

Belladonna had crowded zir see-through wall as Rio, a friend ze once knew fairly well, ran past. They had their memory wiped a few days ago. And they had been kept in near quarantine ever since.

Till the other patients have been cleansed ze was told by the strange men and women calling themselves zir caretakers.

Their human containment unit was cold, and left zir confined to the sheets on zir bed more than ze would like, and it was mainly pink. With black.

In a past life, we'll really this one, Belladonna was a golden ankle-biter. They were gracious and kind to the "caretakers". Ze never put up a fight. Atleast they hadn't for orbit parties and orbit parties.

When they were little, just five and brand new to the program, they bit a caretaker and were forced to be sedated. For weeks ze was always in a state of frozen thought. Atleast whenever a caretaker was in zir human containment unit. By the next morning they tended to have worn off.

Back then the human containment unit was Pristine and white. Fucking torture for zir to look at. So they played along. They became perfect. They never made a fuss ever again.

By the time ze was 8 the bite of 27 was nearly forgotten. Atleast by everybody except the man they bit. And by 9 the human containment unit was customized to zir liking.

Privileges.

Privileges that have now been forgotten by Donna.

Back to being a scared little girl. However this time ze was more docile. More was right with their body and they hated opening their mouth. Sharp pale fangs made it hard to smile. The corners of zir mouth always seemed to catch them.

However. This would be more helpful if they decided to fight.

Donna didn't. They just became a golden ankle-biter all over.

Ze had no clue why there was pink and black all over the place. Perhaps the previous inhabitant(s) liked it, was their reasoning.

One thing they did like about the human containment unit was the grimoires. Ze would look at them for hours and hours.

Another thing amazed zir. It was a mark on zir skin. Black and slightly faded. It was an animal(atleast Donna thinks it's an animal. They can't be sure.) with one peeper and long floppy ears. They saw something like it in one of their grimoires. A bunny, if they can recall.

When they had took zir to get cleansed(Always the wod cleansed, never the wod erased or wiped.) they hadn't put up much of a fight.

Ze left a box for themself. Surely the new and improved Belladonna would be able to decode the letters and videos. They could read well as it was. Better than all zir friends. Perhaps it was because ze had been apart of the project since ze was five and was the one who had been there the longest. Maybe it was because they liked to stay alone in their human containment unit and read.

Either way it dosent matter now. Belladonna's memory is gone and ze hasn't seen the box since ze packed it.

The only reason they know it's zir name is because the 'caretakers' call it out every moonlit hours when it's time for medication. A small chalky white pill that ze had to swallow. An injection. And a yellow fruit spleggings capsule that they were allowed to chew and swallow.

Ze never chewed the yellow pill. The fangs made it hard to do anything with her mouth. It was easier just to swallow it.

Then human syrup was drawn and zir vitals were charted. Ze was given vitamins and sent to bed.

They hated going to sleep. But they hated the boredom of staying awake unable to read anything. Only allowed to look and to think.

The white metal wobbly flip-shutter at the back of their human containment unit clincked open.

"Medication time Belladonna." A woman the night after last night. In bright yellow scrubs. So Donna got up and did the same thing they did every moonlit hours. Pills, injection, human syrup, vitamins, sleep.

(IM SO SORRY IF IM MISINTERPRETING THIS!! I'd assume since they got a skull control wipe it would be like a baby. (More toddler actually cus our skull controls are fully formed till 1 or 2 orbit parties and they don't stop growing untill we're 25 ish) If I'm doing it right pls tell me and I'll redo this.)