Hopeful

Logan

They led Jupiter into the Discussion Room. She looked the same as usual except the bump on her stomach was larger. The men in white shut the door behind her. Instead of one-way mirrors adorning the room, there were cameras everywhere.

I walked over to her. "Hey."

"Hi," she said in her Australian accent. Her voice was clear but nervous. "How have you been?"

"Fine," I said, nodding towards her. "A bit of testing this morning... but I'm alright."

~Christopher~

I sat in the corner of the room, eying the younger experiments warily. It had been at least two months since the last escape attempt, so it probably wouldn't be too long until the next failed breakout attempt, and as a result, the next complete lockdown, end of meeting time, etc, etc. Oh, the joy. Eventually they'd realise how futile it was to even try.

My gaze softened slightly as the pregnant kid came in, looking fatigued. She was talking with the guy whom, to the best of my knowledge was the father of her child, if I'd heard the scientists correctly. Interesting. Well, I'd be keeping an eye them... they seemed prime candidates for the next escape attempt, at the very least.

~Hope~

I smiled brightly as the nurse came to lead me from my cell. Or room, or whatever. We both knew it was a cell, even if we were pretending otherwise.
"Time to see the others then, Hope."

I nodded at him, smile widening. "No tests today?" There was a short pause as he checked a clipboard outside my cell, then a brief shake of the head. "Nope, you're all clear for today."

"That's a shame," I murmured, smile faltering. The nurse raised an eyebrow slightly. "Why's that?"

"Oh." I paused, attempting to look embarrassed. "Well, I want to be helpful to Dr. Martin, after all he's done."

Nurse laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. "You know, I never know whether to believe you or not. I'm sure it wasn't two months ago you were spitting like a cat everytime I walked in here, and scaring the other nurses away." He stopped, giving me a curious look. "Well, your medication must be doing its job, anyway. Come on, then."
As I followed him from my cell, I couldn't help but wonder, what's a cat?

Jupiter

"A bit of testing this morning but... I'm alright," Logan said.

I nodded and glanced towards the camera. Every few seconds a light on it would blink red. "What kind of testing?" I asked.

"I don't even know," Logan said. "I was put out for the whole thing, if you catch my meaning," he added. I was about to reply, but he continued, "How's the baby?"

That seemed to be the only thing conversation was about around me. I swallowed my annoyance and said quietly, "They never tell me anything, but I think it's ok."

I had no idea who the father of the baby was, so I was on my own for now. Christopher looked like he knew something, but I could never be sure with him.

Hope walked in, smiling brightly at the nurse. "Hi, Hope," I said, nodding towards her.

"Hey Jupiter," she said, her too-bright smile fading into a normal one as the nurse left the room.

Um....Can I join please?

Name: Myleene Roberts (Mai) or Child 455

Age:16

Background: She has none whatsoever.

What do you look like?: --> Look down.

Picture:

Spoiler

What are your feelings toward the people who are controlling you?: She is aware that she is being controlled but she has a very half-arsed approach to it. As long she has food, a place to stay and she isn't caged or demeaned in anyway she doesn't really care.

What is your characters social behaviors?: Mai is very sociable but is slightly bipolar and gets angry incredibly easily. She has anger management problems but has gone through various tests to get rid of them.

What is your character's personality?: Never means what she says except when slightly out of it. (She sleepwalks.) Is easy to get along with, very devious,quite strong.

up for love?: Yeah sure...if you're up for some punches and a little bit of drama.

Jupiter

Mai walked in. The men by her quickly left the room. Probably to go look at their stupid cameras and stare at us. Mai walked towards me.

"Hi," I said, smiling softly.

Name: Saphire 'Fire' Rose

Age (anywhere from infant to almost dead): 15

Background (history): Her parents abandoned her on the front steps of an orphanage and from then on she was treated horrbly. She has taught herself how to play several instruments because music is her way out.

What do you look like?: She has long black hair down past her waist and tan skin her eyes are a piercing dark blue and she is thin but not to thin she is about 5 11 Has a smile that she shows rarely but when she does everyone who sees it is instantly happy


Picture: http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u60/ ... othes2.jpg

What are your feelings toward the people who are controlling you?: She hates them and intends to fight her way out no matter what it takes.

What is your characters social behaviors?: Shes the outcast but she wants someone to reach out to her and try to be her friend.

What is your character's personality?: She is a firm believer in freedom and free will. she is very well thought and sarcastic she isn't afraid to speak her mind she is also very sweet, funny, optimistic, sassy, bold, courageous, and a good listener. She can make friends with anyone or anything with in a few minutes. She can be childish at times . She is often depressed or in pain but she fakes that she is fine so that everyone else around her will feel fine. She has a very quick temper. She is very good at keeping her face a blank mask and her emotions in check. If you cross her wrong she will proceed to beat the crap out of you.


up for love?: Yes.

Saphire
I force a bright smile at a nurse as I'm led into the Discussion Room but it fades as soon as she leaves. I find a small corner and sit down with my legs crossed and my mouth shut. No one had ever tried to speak with me and I was hoping to keep it that way.

Jupiter

I watched Saphire in her usual corner. I didn't want to talk to her since she was usually pretty antisocial, but I needed to ask her if she had seen anything that could help me escape. Anything at all. I walked over and she glared at me.

"Sorry-" my voice faltered, but I continued, "Sorry, but I was wondering, have you... do you have any plans or information that could help us escape?" I put my hands around my stomach nervously.

I smirked slightly and looked around at the cameras. "Come here." I whispered motioning to her. She came close and tilted her head towards me. "WHEN I FIGURE OUT ONE I WILL TELL YOU TILL THEN PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS PURE IN THIS DAMN TAINTED WORLD OF OURS LEAVE ME ALONE!!" I scream in her ear. She jumps away holding her ear and glaring at me. " I have one but I need to work out the bugs." I whisper loud enough for her to hear.

Jupiter

I nodded hurriedly and ran back across the room. There was a reason no one talked to Saphire, I realized. Logan looked at me sympathetically.

"You tried too, huh?" he said, grinning.

"Yah," I muttered. I heard someone else come in and turned.

*if anyone else new wants to enter their character in, this is your chance.*

I felt tears start to run down my cheeks and I started to cry silently praying that no one noticed. I wanted someone to talk to me but no one did only to ask for an escape plan I started to sob aloud and put my hands over my face and bringing my knees up to my chest.

I'm using Kale7s computer and he wants to post but... I told him to use my account. lol

Logan

"I'll be right back," I said to Jupiter. I walked over nervously to Saphire and knealt beside her.

"Are you ok?"

She sobbed louder.

"Whats wrong?" I asked.

Mai

I walked into the room smiling sweetly at the guard that had let me into out 'room' not that I minded. According to the other workers there was much worse than this prison walls.

I sat on the floor and hugged my knees protectively. Few minutes later the weird quiet girl started crying...PMS much?

I ran my hands through my hair and pushed myself up walking up to her at the same time as the other nice blond-ish preggers girl.

"Are you OK?" I asked injecting some warmth into my voice.

Jupiter

I stood by Mai as we waited for her to reply. The girl didn't answer.

"Listen, if I said something to upset you-" I began, but she interrupted me.

"No, you didn't, I'm ok," she said, her sobs making that sound a little contradictory.

Sterling


My chest heaved in and out very heavily. Straps secured both my arms to a wooden chair. My sweat soaked head hung, almost lifelessly, down toward the floor. A woman in a white lab coat approached me slowly, softly stabbing my arm with a syringe. She pushed the tube, releasing a hot liquid through my veins.
I gasped, my head swung upwards, facing the ceiling. My silver eyes rolled upwards into the back of my head revealing only a hot white ball floating in my eye socket.
"Hit him again."
The glowing white room suddenly darkened. A blue light popped in the corner, accompanied by the sound humming electricity. The sound rose to an insanely loud hum and a light shot through wires leading toward the chair, leading into the back of my head. My mouth opened wide. I could not feel any air in my lungs nor any life inside of myself. My body slumped down in the chair.
"Check him, would you?" A deep voice behind a one way glass ordered. A door opened, leading into the dark room. The same doctor who plugged the young man in the arm walked up to the chair and placed two fingers on his neck. She looked toward the glass sitting but 5 feet in front her and nodded.
"Okay people. Let's get him out of here." He pushed a button, unlocking the straps on his arms. The nurse nervously glanced back at the glass.
"Well," a crackly voice stammered through a loudspeaker in the room. "Get him out up and out of there."
The nurse slowly began to unlatch the brown belts strapped onto the young man's sweaty arms while other nurses quickly moved into to unscrew the contraption on the boy's head.
One nurse began to chuckle.
"What's so darn funny there, Paul?" Another nurse questioned as he knelt down, unstrapping the belts around the patient's ankles.
"Oh nothing," the nurse chuckled and stared into the boy's face. His sweat soaked hair hung in front of his eyes. The nurse grinned evily. "Looks like you're not everything we expected, eh?"



-Young Mr. Sterling-

C'mon, c'mon. Hurry up there, baby.
The female nurse unfastened Sterling's right hand just as Paul stared into his lifeless eyes.
"I wouldn't do that." She warned.
"What's he gonna do? He's out cold." He looked back at Sterling's pale face and waved his hand. "Helllooo? Haha. See? There's..."
The hot white eye opened and an evil grin appeared on his face. Young Mr. White's hand flew forward, stuffing his two main fingers directly into Paul's juicy eyes. Blood squirted onto the female nurse's tan face and all over her white coat. A blood-curdling scream exited from her lungs, filling the room.
Paul's mouth flew open in a silent scream as Mr. White's fingers wiggled in his eye sockets. The other nurse jumped back, slamming a red button on the wall. An alarm blared throughout the compound. Personnel poured into the small room as the young man yanked the nurse's eyeballs out and flung them towards the wall. He yanked on his left arm, ripping the leather belt. He jumped up, grinning widely. Two nurses jumped on him, wrestling him to the ground. He laughed loudly.
Try! Try! I love it! Mr. White snarled as they wrestled him to the ground.
"Restrain him! Restrain him!" A nurse yelled, with a syringe in his hand.
They pinned the young psychopath to the cold, tile covered floor and the nurse stabbed his neck with a syringe.
Until next time, darling. Mr. White glared at the nurse as his eyes slowly began to roll backwards into his head and close. His body fell limp onto the floor.
All the nurses fell backward, breathing heavily, gasping for air. The male nurse straightened himself and adjusted his coat. "Get him into solitary. Freakin' kid is gonna have me kill him." He looked at the other nurses, breathing heavily, he nodded towards the door. They acknowledged and each grabbed Sterling's legs and arms, carrying him out of the room into a hallway.