forum The Labs (Open!)

Started May 15, 2019 by @Mojack group

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Harley thought for a moment.
"Perhaps 049? I know they enjoy taking care of things. And Edward is a good name."

Tool couldn’t speak, nor did it have hands. However, what Tool could do was change its form into a basket, which was its way of basically saying, Sure, I’d love to!

Harley laughed.
"Melvin, I think you have a taker."

Xenia knocks on the wall, trying to get the others attention.

Some of the anomalies were noisy, and would scream day in and day out. Vey thought that she would be able to focus while in a new room, but it seemed to drive her more crazy. Instinctively her finger tapped on her book, it was one of those things you do but don't realize you're doing it. "Void, calm down." The guard cautiously walked toward her. He was trained to take care of her fits or even learned how to calm her down. No, all he had to do was watch her in case of a spirit. If it hot any worse he would have to get a scientist, or that's what he was told at least. "I'm fine, just stop talking." Covering her ears, she began to hum the same song she always does.

(Sorry this is late. Can my anomaly be a new one that is just being brought in?)

Anomaly
Name: Camilla, 0265
Gender: Female
Cell: Looks like a fairly normal bedroom. There is a bed, a bookshelf, and a dresser. But there is no electricity in the room. The only light comes from a candle that has a cover, so she can't touch the flame. The candle is remote controlled via the scientists. The bed does not have any blankets (because she has tried to hang herself with blankets before). Instead, the temperature of the room is regulated enough so she never needs a blanket. She is allowed to have small wires, magnets, and batteries in her room. She enjoys playing with them, and can usually use them to calm down. There is also a chair with straps attached to it for when she gets too rowdy.
Personality: Sometimes will kick and scream, but only when provoked. Occasionally if a scientist or other staff tries to talk to her, she will go on a rant about how inhumane this is, and talks about how she would rather die. Besides these outbursts, she hardly talks.
Abilities: 0265 can control and generate electricity. She is constantly generating electricity, but can rarely control it enough to shut down the whole building, because she is usually too upset. Controls her powers best when she is in control of her thoughts. 0265 usually gets too upset to control her thoughts and is easily overwhelmed. She wears gloves that remotely collect the electricity she is constantly generating. On a typical day, 0265 generates enough electricity to power a medium-sized city for two days. 0265 also does not require water or much food, though she does enjoy food.
Weaknesses: Water. It disrupts her power and makes her feel empty, lost, and scared. She will often curl into a ball and mutter things when she is very wet.
Appearance: Shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin. 5'5".
Attire: Something similar to what hospital patients wear. Doesn't wear shoes, only socks.
Extra info: Does not want to be here, and would rather die than help these people.

Aza sprinted down the hall, chasing the ghastly flame. Finally, she flung her arms out, capturing the fire in her hands. She ignored the burning and took Flamethrower(who was shouting multiple profanities) back to Melvin and Harley. "Would either of you know where to put this certain Anomaly?"

(( @Moxiehas83Protons yes you may))

Anton stopped his run and decided to trail back again. He walked back towards the three others and the anomaly, although didn't really say a word.

Melvin carefully deposited Rufus into Tool the basket. "Here you go, Tool! This is Rufus," he said, and then turned back to Harley, "Oo, that's a good idea. Speaking of, I think that one is trying to get our attention?" He pointed over at Xenia.

Anomaly-
Name: F-18-Julius "Jewel"
Gender: Female
Cell: It's a typical, large cell, with the walls and ceiling painted to look like a field. The floor is mostly stone, dirt, and grass, with a stone den in one corner, a small waterfall and pond across from that, and lots of toys everywhere. There's also a square door on one wall, where the humans send in live prey.
Personality: She is calm for the most part, but can become hostile towards humans and other anomalies she isn't familiar with. She doesn't talk a lot, mostly communicates through cat-like sounds, but she can speak English to some extent. When she isn't playing with one of the many toys in her cell, she is usually either sleeping or trying to find a way out.
Abilities: Along with her middle set of limbs, she can produce a screeching sound to temporarily incapacitate the nearest entities. She can walk on her hind legs, though she usually doesn't, and grab objects with her middle arms. She used to be able to fly, but too many experiments rendered her wings useless for that, and she can now only glide short distances.
Weaknesses: Because of all the flight-related experiments, she's very afraid of heights. She can't stand loud noises or bright lights, either. And while she is fine in cold, she can't handle too much heat.
Appearance: She looks like a young lion-leopard hybrid, with silvery fur, a white underbelly, and a fluffy, black-spotted tail. She has a second pair of arms at her middle, which she can hide inside her body (and usually does), and a pair of partially-torn wings on her back. Her sharp purple eyes turn white in low lighting.
Attire: She wears a black collar when she is outside of her cell - it nulls her powers and shocks if she gets too hostile.
Extra info: There is a fox that lives in her cell (she was meant to eat it but ended up making friends). Don't pet her.

Human-
Name: Cecil Lynndur
Age: 23
Gender: Male
S.O: Homosexual
Background: His parents worked in the lab, as did his mother's parents, so he was basically raised for this. His parents and grandmother were killed in an experiment-gone-wrong a few years back, and when he was old enough to start working at the lab, he was taken under his grandfather's wing.
Job: Assistant/Caretaker - Is assigned to specific anomalies to care for each day (assigned mostly to Jewel)
Appearance: 5'12, tan skin, round, brown eyes, and back-length maroon hair.
Attire: When going to care for an anomaly, he has to wear soft colors, so light blue, pink, or green shirts and pants, with light grey shoes. When not doing anomaly care, he often wears the same thing, but with a white jacket.
Personality: He's typically quite apprehensive, and only "comes out" when he meets someone he may take interest in. He gets along with most people just fine, but has made friends with more anomalies in the lab than humans. He uses the term "friend" lightly, though, since he really just means most don't try to eat him as soon as he enters their cell. The only anomaly in the facility he has truly come to trust, and befriend, is Jewel.
Extra info: He's rather skilled at communicating with anomalies.

"That's it!" Slamming her book shut, it practically echoed through the halls. The pain in her head got worse. She tucked her book under her arm and began to randomly walk the halls. Not paying attention to where she was going she just went wherever her feet went. The guard rolled his eyes, now annoyed of the song she was singing. "Do you think anyone else is awake?" She asked, and with no response.

(Yay thanks)

Camilla screamed and pulled her arms forward, trying to get out of the grips of the guards. They both received electric shocks in their hands and let Camilla go in surprise. She stumbled forward and ran, but she didn't get very far before two other guards grabbed her. She tried to shock them too, but these guards wore protective gloves. But Camilla wasn't going to make this easy on them. She took quick, shallow breaths. One after the other. She struggled, then turned and spat in the face of one of the guards holding her. They didn't let her go. She was pretty sure she was hyperventilating. She tried one last time to break free and screamed in frustration when she couldn't. The last thing she remembered was the florescent lights above her glowing brighter, then shattering, then her vision, her mind, everything went dark.

Harley tilted her head.
"Sounds like there's a new anomaly."

Xenia hears the screaming from Camilla. She stops knocking, and keeps watch for any trouble.

Camilla woke up to lights that were too bright. Her chest hurt and her head was too heavy. She tried to grab her head, but her arms were strapped down. Her legs were too. No no no no no no no. Around her, people in lab coats talked to each other and scribbled things in charts. One of them noticed her freaking out, her pulling on the straps that held her down, and walked over to her.

Harley looked down at her watch. She had finished up her duties for the day already, so she decided to go check out the new anomaly.
"See ya guys around."

Human
Name: Aurelia
Age: 28
Gender: Female
S.O: None yet
Background: Born in the suburbs, in a small town. Aurelia was constantly frustrated by the people around her, poking her to be more 'normal' for them.
Aurelia has always been able to connect with people emotionally and has been described as empathetic. When she was younger, she enjoyed using big words to annoy people her age. She has two siblings and parents, but she refuses to contact them.
Job: I don't know if this is allowed or not Watches the anomalies's mental states and tries to help them become more stable emotionally.
Appearance: She has honey brown eyes and a nice smile. Freckles dot her face and bitemarks that have faded trail her arms. She's not too tall, she's more on the short side. Pale yellow/blonde hair that has a bit of wave to it with bangs.
Attire: Wears a grey sweatshirt with the Lab's logo on it (or if there's none, just the name of the Labs in yellow font), a short sleeved, black shirt and under it a white long sleeved shirt. Black jeans and black converse.
Personality: Usually calm, and gentle. She isn't incredibly happy or sad, she's just there.
Extra info: Aurelia feels bad for the anomalies, since they're trapped. She hopes that one day they'll be allowed to be freed.

Anomaly
Name: Goes by 'Maxton'
Gender: Male
Cell: A big empty room, made of some type of durable, resistant stone. There's no bed, no anything. The door is locked from the outside. Bright, fluorescent lights shine down from all sides. They don't bother Max, but they illuminate dried blood and scorch marks on the walls and floor.
Personality: Angry, pained.
Abilities: Extreme super-human strength. He manipulates darkness (hence the lights). He's silent when he needs to be. He can change his appearance, but he will still look more or less like himself.
Weaknesses: Fire and children.
Appearance: Pitch black hair, messy and wild since he refuses to care for himself. He has yellow eyes that gleam maliciously. He's taken on a handsome form, unlike himself when he was first brought to the Lab.
Attire: Black jeans, black long sleeved shirt with sleeves rolled back, black bracelets, black socks. (You see where I'm going)
Extra info: Easily irritated, and snaps anyone who enter's neck. Not very helpful.

Vey stopped in her tracks making the guard bump into her. "Wow, that was one loud scream. Do you think it a new person?" Uriah (The guard.) Shrugged. "Maybe I could finally have a friend!" She spun on her heels with a big smile on her face. "I mean besides you." Uriah had been assigned to Vey since she was young. Even though he was only permitted to call her, her code name, when they are alone her calls her Vey. "Should we wander and see if we can find them?" Grasping Uriah's hand she pulled him down the halls in search of the new anomaly.

Human
Name: Uriah Morrell
Age: 20(A note on this, I don’t think there’ll be 15 year olds at the lab.)
Gender: Male
S.O: Straight
Background: (Optional. Maybe something about their previous life?)
Job: Guard.
Appearance: Tall, defined muscles, not too muscular though. Light shaggy brown hair, looks messy but the good kind of messy. Blue eyes, tanned skin long legs and arms.
Attire: Whatever the guards wear.
Personality: Even though he is a guard, he tries to be very kind to everyone. He is funny and likes to make people laugh, people tend to not take him seriously because of this. He has a lot of compassion and cares a lot about people. On the other hand, if it comes to it he is very serious when it comes to his job and the people he cares about. In a stressful situation, he is usually very levelheaded and tries to look on both sides of the table.
Extra info: He is very well trained in hand to hand combed, but when it comes to gun or anything like that, hes just not good at using them. Sometimes cares too much and puts people's needs before his job.
Fun facts? Keeps a journal with him. He writes about his day, haha.

Harley casually walked into the room where Camilla was.