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Dec 23, 2010 07:02PM

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Natalie runs as fast as she can to get away from the place she spent her whole life.She has been picked,poked, and probbed for the last time and she knew she had to get out

Nataile ran into the woods and stopped by a tree"All i want to is to start my life over"

Ragnar snuck through the corridors of his prison. He was going to escape. He was going to be free. As he reached daylight he spread his black wings and flew up into the sky. No one noticed him. They were all busy worrying about another experiment. He gave a joyful laugh and landed on a tree.

Troy was pushed into Nana's cell he snarled and lunged at the scientist but was shoved back and the door was locked. He sat down with a huff.

soo i wont be checking in often))
(( you're in a cell for experimentals, right? at the scienctist's place.. ooo, what if I'm a "loyal" experimental who has wanted to escape for a long time now, and I try to free you!))
"Roooooaaaan! Roan! ROAN!" one of the scientist's assistants barked down the hall. Roan sighed and called back, "I'm here." The assistant bustled into the little lab room where Roan was fiddling with some of the tools. The assistant saw Roan touch one of the large glass jars and scolded, "Don't touch the equipment, your hideous claws will ruin it."
Roan was one of only a few experimentals who worked for the scientists. Years ago she had pledged her loyalty to him just to get out of her stupid cell. She was so weak then, she should've stayed in her cell, like her friends had. She shouldn't had fallen for the flattery of the scientist. For now, her friends had all escaped without her, and here she was, working for the man who created and now hated her kind. And because she was an experimental, she was hated by all the assistants and was always assigned the work no one else was willing to do. She also never got paid, and her food was lower quality than the assistant's, though better than the prisoner's.
"Roan!" the assistant interrupted her thoughts, "It's your turn to clean the prison hallways." Roan snorted, it was always her turn.
Roan sighed and found her way to the great metal door that blockaded the stairs down to the prison. She entered the lengthy password that opened the massive door. She snatched a mop from the nearby closet and trudged downstairs. The cells never received any cleaning just the halls. And the only reason the halls were ever cleaned was because the scientist made frequent visits to analyze, "organize" and mock his prisoners. Roan heard the door at the top of the stairs slam closed and as darkness fell over her, she lit a ball of fire that would follow her where ever she went. She slowly began to scrub at the floor with her mop, making her way down the dreary hall.
Roan was one of only a few experimentals who worked for the scientists. Years ago she had pledged her loyalty to him just to get out of her stupid cell. She was so weak then, she should've stayed in her cell, like her friends had. She shouldn't had fallen for the flattery of the scientist. For now, her friends had all escaped without her, and here she was, working for the man who created and now hated her kind. And because she was an experimental, she was hated by all the assistants and was always assigned the work no one else was willing to do. She also never got paid, and her food was lower quality than the assistant's, though better than the prisoner's.
"Roan!" the assistant interrupted her thoughts, "It's your turn to clean the prison hallways." Roan snorted, it was always her turn.
Roan sighed and found her way to the great metal door that blockaded the stairs down to the prison. She entered the lengthy password that opened the massive door. She snatched a mop from the nearby closet and trudged downstairs. The cells never received any cleaning just the halls. And the only reason the halls were ever cleaned was because the scientist made frequent visits to analyze, "organize" and mock his prisoners. Roan heard the door at the top of the stairs slam closed and as darkness fell over her, she lit a ball of fire that would follow her where ever she went. She slowly began to scrub at the floor with her mop, making her way down the dreary hall.


Owen woke up in a tree... again. He frowned and jumped down. The tree appeared to be in a park, that appeared to be in a city. Not the best place for him to be. He yawned and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Better start walking now... still not far enough away.
((I've noticed that my characters wake up in trees allot.))
((XD I'm going to start fresh with a new charrie.))
Roan heard the prisoners a few cells down from her mention her. She could hear every word said, thanks to her long pointed ears. She moved closer, hoping to talk to them, but too shy to say anything.

Roan watched the scientist. She hadn't even heard him approaching. He walked as if he didn't see or hear a thing. Didn't flinch as crying experimentals begged for his mercy as he passed their cells. Her claws dug themselves into the mop handle when she tightened her grip as he passed.

Once the scientist was gone, Roan returned to mopping and eavesdropping on the experimental who was talking about her


He walked out into the hall again, and waited by the door next to his with a clipboard in hand, to appear as if he were checking off the names of those who entered A50. Every one of the assistants showed, and filed into the room. He noticed Roan in the hall. He sighed, and turned to a panel to the left of the door. He hit a few buttons, and the door slid shut. "If you are unfamiliar with death, turn away Roan." He turned back to the buttons, and hit another series of them. A blue gas was released into the air, and he watched them sink to the ground, as if in sleep. It seemed a shame to waste so many human lives, but he couldn't trust them not to talk about what went on in his lab if he simply released them.
The end of the mop handle broke off in her hands, her claws had dung themselves so far in, it broke the mop. She hoped the scientist hadn't noticed, unsure if he'd be upset or not. Her large wings drooped but she continued with her work, trying not to look towards room A50.
Roan heard Nana and moved closer. She hoped the scientists would leave soon, so she could talk to the prisoner.
Roan forced herself to look up at the scientist ((who needs a name, lol)).
"I was startled, so I gripped the mop too tightly, and my claws just...." she trailed off and lifted her hand, stretching out her pointed fingers so the scientist could see them.
"I was startled, so I gripped the mop too tightly, and my claws just...." she trailed off and lifted her hand, stretching out her pointed fingers so the scientist could see them.
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