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Baneful
Crew

Dramatic Hunter

PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 5:15 pm

Rep finally sat bolt upright as he registered the wrapper he'd just been hit with, even in the dark recognising the faint outline of the lettering. "Oh my god you ate my ******** WISPA." He lowered his voice to a venomous snarl. "You b***h."

Another realisation dawned. "You better not have ******** touched my stuff." he hurriedly checked his pockets, everything was in the wrong places and his mints and chocolate were missing. The all important photo was still there but she had touched his things. Where he was and what was going on was all relegated to second place.

Or rather third, as another pressing issue sprang to mind and he set about feeling around the cell for a familiar body on the floor, all while still snarling angrily. "I swear to god Rin. Eating a man's life or death ******** chocolate. ******** no respect at all."

 
PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 5:17 pm
Melvin was patting himself before finding his goggles before putting them on, and looked over at her to see if he did make a mistake. Nope. She looked like the porn star, but maybe she had a twin. Who knew?! He didn't know! He didn't know anything!!

When she asked, he just gave up and shrugged. "I - I really don't know anymore." Portals. Desert. Centipedes. Actors and Drugs. Now he was in a cell.

Melvin gave up.
 

MoonKitsune
Crew

Romantic Exhibitionist


Bloodlust Dante

Fortunate Hellraiser

PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 5:21 pm
((entering))

bleary eyes opened and for the first time, being awake with clothes on was slightly alarming as leon tried to groggily grasp at his clothing and tugged to make sure it was really there. The action in itself was enough to warrant a painful groan as he tried to sit upright and not have his face brushing up against the rusty cage floor. his throat felt raspy sore, dry like the desert and the scruff on his face could do with a trim.

Nid said in a flat tone, and so the napping would begin, the life hunter only rolled his eyes, the only body part that wasn't an ordeal to move. "Save it for later, please nid." Leon begged before a raspy cough took away any chance to continue speaking, racking his body as the fit eased.

The lack of nutrients was more painful on one who burned it off quickly, it didn't take a genius to see that his muscle mass seemed less than normal. "Anyone have a protein bar on them?"

Still didn't stop him from kicking a sleeping robert while he was down.

"Thats for trying to date me in a different lifetime."  
PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 5:36 pm
[ entering, sharing a cage with Madeline ]


Wilson sighed deeply before he managed to drowsily open his eyes. The first thing he noted was that he was lying on the ground. He could feel his fingers curl and uncurl a couple times before he pressed his palms against the ground and hoisted himself up into a sitting position. The trainee flicked away the bits of sand pressed into his skin and left tiny holes. The next thing he noticed was that he was in a cage. His eyes narrowed as he slowly reached out to grasp one of the bars. He contemplated trying to shake them, but he was in a cage. There was no way it was going to budge so easily. Sighing, Wilson crossed his legs and tapped his fingers against his knees while he looked around him. He could see other cages and familiar faces.

Eyes lit up briefly when he spotted Ami, but then he quickly looked away when he remembered he had yet to smooth things over with the life trainee. Oops. When he looked away, Wilson noticed another person was in the cage with him. Still sitting cross-legged, he leaned over—the goggles dangling around his neck was comforting as always—to brush a stray lock of hair out of Madeline’s face before he grasped her shoulder and gently shook it.

“Mads. Wake up.” He paused, then added in a quiet voice, “Please.” As if adding the word ‘please’ would magically make the sun trainee wake up.
 

Syusaki


Toshihiko Two
Crew

Sugary Marshmallow

PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 5:44 pm
(enter)

"Jordan," he mumbled.

Ughh, I feel like I lost my admin privileges. sudo STOP GETTING KNOCKED OUT DURING BOSS FIGHTS.

His shield was s**t.

Harrison rolled over, trying to ignore the tacky noise the floor made. Sahara. s**t, they were in the Sahara. There was loud, familiar complaining nearby at least.

"I feel like I got hit by a train," He croaked, rubbing his head.
 
PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 5:44 pm
"At least being Captain Obvious is better than being brain damaged. I always wondered why you had a band aid on your noise constantly, now i know." Still though that did not stop the startled squeak at the kick. She batted him away with a hand narrowing her eyes at the other man.

Scooting away from Ryan she tried to get as close to the outside as possible. Why? Ryan would probably think she wanted to get away from him. In truth? She was starting to realize that they were in small... cramped..... cages.

There was sometimes no logic behind a phobia... but the prickling sensation of hers was starting to tickle at the back of her subconscious. She felt her breathing even start to quicken. Thank goodness these cages had bars...



Shut up Takeru im trying...

Looking back at Ryan, she had a semi wild and panicked look to her eyes. She blinked though, and it was gone a moment later. She was trying to get used to not showing her emotions on her face. "Thank god FAKE me was 'dating' you and not 'real' me. You drive me batshit already." She grinned at him softly with that though. Yes yes, subject changes.

oniongrump
 

Lilwolfpard
Crew

Magical Unicorn


Baneful
Crew

Dramatic Hunter

PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 5:52 pm


The familiar voice nearby made him quit complaining at Rin just long enough to scrabble over to Harrison. Good, he was in the same cage. He leaned over him with intent concern, only to freeze and peer carefully in the faint light of the runes, not sure at first what the black marks were on Harrison's face. As soon as he figured it out though, he started laughing again, half giddy relief that it wasn't something awful, half genuine amusement.

"Man, why the ******** do you have a d**k drawn on your face?"

 
PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 5:58 pm

Rin simply turned her head to eye the man. She looked somewhat sad. It certainly sounded like the real Rep... but it couldn't be. She started to say something but it simply croaked in her throat and her attention was cast back to Melvin.

"How do you not now who you are? No name rings a bell? None at all?" she leaned back against the bars, "Stop me when you recognize something? Adam? Arnold? Alex? Avery?..."
 

Saliru

Cluttered Hunter


Toshihiko Two
Crew

Sugary Marshmallow

PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 6:01 pm
"A what?" Harrison rubbed his face and looked at his hand.

His hand was dirty, but otherwise non-informative. Then he looked over at Rep. He squinted before his expression stretched into a grin.

"Bwahaha, I'm not the only one, yours is ******** smiling. What. What the ********," he tried not to laugh too hard, in case their jailers took it personally.
 
PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 6:04 pm
Bilious


The candle left Wash's face painted in unrelieved shadow, shadows that shifted as he turned to look behind him.

It was another voice, deeply familiar.

"Jerry?"

It was then that he realized the cells- all of them - were much more full than before.

"You...you came."

He didn't know if he should laugh or cry. They'd come, as he'd believed; as he'd hoped they would. But they were trapped in the cells with them. Could he stand to watch as they burned his friend alive? Would he be able to survive whatever they'd planned for him? For them all?

He buried his face in his hands, shoulders shaking as he sank down, back against the bars of his cell.  

Ravvlet
Crew

Hygienic Waffles


Baneful
Crew

Dramatic Hunter

PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 6:10 pm

Rep was still fighting back laughter as Harrison told him he had one on his face too. It suddenly wasn't quite so funny. "Oh my god man I bet it was Rin. She ******** stole my chocolate and then drew on my face. And your face." Somehow the latter was worse.

Indoor voice volume was still an alien concept to Rep and he practically yelled. "Rin. Did you ******** put this happy d**k on my face?"
 
PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 6:10 pm
"I'm not braindamaged!" He hissed back, subconciously touching the bandage she mentioned. "And how the hell does that have to do with being brain damaged!?" He demanded.

What kind of logic was that anyways?

He was about to make some sort of retort when she began moving away, with a slightly wild and panicked look on her face. From him? He had no idea. But her actions caused him to narrow his eyes at her.

"Oh come on! I didn't kick you that hard!" He whispered harshly, crossing his arms over his chest. Of course, he had yet to figure out that her sudden change in attitude was directed towards the cage and not his kick earlier.


Lilwolfpard
 


OnionGrump


Mewling Trash


MoonKitsune
Crew

Romantic Exhibitionist

PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 6:10 pm
Saliru


When she started listing names, he just shook his head. "It's not that, someone else said my name was Abe."

Your name is Steffano.

"My name isn't Steffano." He huffed back to no one, still not yet picking up that he didn't actually have to verbally address his weapon.

"It's Melvin." He told her, and despite people having said otherwise, he still felt it was his name. "Melvin Wood."

As of yet, he didn't know he was drawn on, too. What he did know, while patting his pockets, was that a few things were missing. Namely hand wipes and a small bottle of Purel.
 
PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 6:11 pm
"W-wash?" Jerry whispered, flinching at the light.

You were down for ages, thought you was gonna-

He ignored Roar for now, mumbling a quiet, "I'm fine," As he touched the whistle at his neck with relief.

He caught sight of the familiar face, his heart racing as he weakly reached for the man's arm, "Is it... I mean this isn't another illusion is it god I wish I had that flask now... Sasha- Where's Sasha??"

Ravvlet
 

Bilious

Sparkly Wolf

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iStoleYurVamps

iStoleYurVamps

Crew

Trash Husband

PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 6:13 pm
The moon hunter sat up with a groan, eyes adjusting to the light before he rolled onto his side. There was little pain, but there was silence. Dis was cold as ever, and the only thing the weapon was sharing was exasperation and sicknee. On his side, eyes shut, Marcus experimentally flexed his hand. No pain still, he was able to move. The illusion had trapped them and they'd fallen for it. Hook, line, and sinker. And just like before, no one was going to come to their rescue.

Gritting his teeth a fist slammed down as he got up. He didn't want to run in with the others but he had. Order had been followed and knowing the leads, they were dead. Scanning the room confirmed it. Most were trainees, meaning they were disposable. You didn't waste man power to get back broken toys. Ceres's voice caught him, and Marcus glared at her and Ryan. "Ceres stop taking jabs. See you have any wounds on you or anyone else over there dress them. Ryan that goes the same for you."

He took a deep breath as he looked at the cage. Runes, no weapon, and his runic daggers? Horsemen were thorough he'd give them that much. Likely no one was coming for them. Also likely that escape would be difficult if not impossible. However depending they might, even if some would fall. Better the few die than the many. Sacrifices were necessary, and a hunter always had to be ready to die. Deep breaths, the moon shoved down worry. He had an immediate goal. A task set by himself. Escape, get as many out as possible. Ignore factors and ignore individuals. The only question was, could he keep up with his ideals?

"Stop laughing and yelling about having goddamn dicks on your ******** faces." He hissed. Focus on the task, don't bend to distractions. "Trainees, sound off. If any of you are injured state so so you can possible get help. After that I want to hear what you have on you and if anyone still has runics or supplies in general. Life trainees, can you recognize the symbols and if so, which ones? If they're anything like what we saw on the islands it might be possible to disable them." Hand going the small pack on his belt a few things remained, but he was doubtful they'd be of use. "From one trap into another- Like hell I'm going to wait for nothing."  
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