His face darkened. “My friend was kidnapped for an experimentation. So, I doubt it’s anything good.”
She could remember Malvis, strong, hard Malvis, showing off the scars across her wrists like trophies. It took a while for Tempest Briar to ask what had happened.
”I was a test subject. Someone thought they could break me. And they were wrong.”
Now if only he had the strength to last like that.
They/he
"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile :slight_smile: <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
Pel frowned. "That's awful. Did... did you manage to get your friend back?" He couldn't remember any kidnappings happening in Kalda (to be honest, not much of anything happened in Kalda), but he'd heard of atrocities committed in other parts of the world. Some children disappeared, and some were rescued... but those who survived always had scars. Often both physical and emotional ones.
Suddenly, a sense of foreboding ran through Pel, and he almost stopped walking. What had he gotten himself into? How had a peaceful day that had started with a completely normal thing like washing the dishes turn into this nightmare?
Tempest Briar marched on towards the building, however, so Pel took a deep breath and forced his feet to keep moving. They were over halfway there. It'd be fine, right? Right...
“She was rescued long before I met her.” Tempest Briar sighed. “The strongest woman I know, that one. I think she could survive anything. If we’re lucky, we’ll have a third of her power today.”
They/he
"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile :slight_smile: <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
Pel tried to smile at that. "We'll do our best, yeah?" He continued trudging along towards the black building, trying not to think of the potential horrors it could contain.
"That's all we can do." Tempest Briar stared down at the cube as if it were a challenge. "And by god, we'll do it."
Soon enough, they were at the door. She pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Let the show begin."
They/he
"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile :slight_smile: <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
The scientists had been none too gentle when they marched Sage into the white building. She would've commented on their rudeness, but she was distracted by the automatic doors and the retina scanner next to them, and just wow the inside of the building was absolutely breathtaking, like how did they install the shifting designs on the floor and how were the walls so clean and white-- perhaps robots were assigned to clean them? but that didn't quite explain their otherworldly shine-- and gosh, Sage had some serious hoverboard envy because some scientists were traveling on hoverboards that looked way better than her old, rescued-from-the-garbage one and she would love to find out what neat features they had...
Anyways. She wondered what the scientists' problems were. Sage had just been examining a robot, and the four-armed person had been... actually, she wasn't sure what they'd been doing. But still... "Where are you taking us?" she asked.
The scientist rolled their eyes. "I'm keeping you with that thing."
They pointed towards the four-armed person, who appeared to be knocked unconscious. "That's your creature, correct?"
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"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile :slight_smile: <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
"Huh? Oh no, no, the only creatures I have are teabots, and those are actually small robots. I have no idea who that is." Sage examined the four-armed person. "I met them just now. Actually, where are we? I don't see any smog in the air."
The scientist scowled. “What are you talking about? We left our smog problems on Earth about a hundred years back.” They shook their head. “Whatever. If this isn’t your creature, then did it mention belonging to anyone else?”
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"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile :slight_smile: <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
Sage frowned. "You must be mistaken. Earth collided with Hell a hundred years ago. Where are all the demons?"
"Demons?" The scientist raised an eyebrow. "Like, inner demons?"
"No, like amethyst demons, pearl demons, and all the other variants..." The scientist gave Sage a blank stare, and Sage's eyes widened. Was this an alternate universe? Barnacles. And. Oysters. She sincerely hoped this was real and not a crazy dream like that time she time traveled to Ancient Greece and had a fascinating conversation with Archimedes about his treatises, especially On the Sphere and Cylinder and how he came to discover the relationship between their volumes...
"The creature." The scientist pointed at the four-armed person. "Did it mention belonging to anyone? Being created by anyone?"
The four-armed person stirred, and the entire team of scientists gasped, grabbing various strange-looking weapons.
They/he
"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile :slight_smile: <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
Sage furrowed her brows. "I don't think they're an 'it.' I've been thinking of them as a person... an interesting four-armed person who really deserves an upgrade on their axe." Her eyes widened. "Wait, maybe they're a pearl demon! Pearl demons have an extra set of arms... But their skin is, well, pearly. Hmm." She started muttering something about mutations and evolution.
Meanwhile, the scientist who'd been talking to Sage brandished some kind of cross between a dagger and a gun at the person/mutated demon. "Who do you belong to?"
Cyra was pissed. No, pissed was an understatement. Cyra was about a half second away from burning the entire city to the ground and forcing the survivors to eat the ashes.
They were cold, which was as close to pain as subterra could get. Her vision was foggy, and all she could remember was being swarmed until water fell from the sky.
He blinked his eyes open, ignoring the sudden wave of ice that shot through his head. "What the hell?" His words were slightly slurred.
They/he
"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile :slight_smile: <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
The scientist let out a sharp sigh and asked their question again. "Who do you belong to? Give us your creators' names."
Sage supposed it was possible that the maybe-a-demon's darker skin could be because of a natural mutation, but genetic modifications were also quite common... "Are you a GMD? Genetically modified demon?" She glanced at the person, who looked like they'd been rudely awakened from a dream and was now about to murder their alarm clock.
