Prototypes: Super Hero RP (Finished)
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Emily awoke, she could smell, see and taste what seemed like everything. She looked around and was in a glass tube filled with what smelt like some sort of chamical, she didn't know what it was.
Suddenly, she was out of the glass and their were bullets all around. She could smell the gun powder and the gunshots made her cringe in pain. Hiding behind Sparrow, she felt her ears, they were bleeding and she could hear nothing but buzzing.
[I am gone for a couple of hours as well]
Suddenly, she was out of the glass and their were bullets all around. She could smell the gun powder and the gunshots made her cringe in pain. Hiding behind Sparrow, she felt her ears, they were bleeding and she could hear nothing but buzzing.
[I am gone for a couple of hours as well]
[Preferably in the same room.]
Samuel suddenly saw a brick wall stand in front of him, stopping the bullets in mid-air. He remembered that Robin could change at will. Time to see if he still got it. He focused on the strings and broke some of the strings belonging to the soldiers. He could hear the screams from the other side of the 'wall.' He grinned. He still got it.
He tried something else. He grabbed the strings of a metal closet and pushed them through a soldier. Metal pierced his organs and the soldier dropped dead. Well, that was useful. He tried a few other things from the safety of the area behind the wall. But then the wall vanished. He could see the carnage he had created. Soldiers looked at him with hate and fear. Samuel showed another bloodthirsty grin.
"Bring it...." He said.
Samuel suddenly saw a brick wall stand in front of him, stopping the bullets in mid-air. He remembered that Robin could change at will. Time to see if he still got it. He focused on the strings and broke some of the strings belonging to the soldiers. He could hear the screams from the other side of the 'wall.' He grinned. He still got it.
He tried something else. He grabbed the strings of a metal closet and pushed them through a soldier. Metal pierced his organs and the soldier dropped dead. Well, that was useful. He tried a few other things from the safety of the area behind the wall. But then the wall vanished. He could see the carnage he had created. Soldiers looked at him with hate and fear. Samuel showed another bloodthirsty grin.
"Bring it...." He said.
Sparrow's wall for receeded, as he saw the bloodshed that layed before him. No doubt it was #4's doing. The soldiers opened fire once more, but this time Sparrow was ready. He used his Panther form to close the distance almost immediately, and then switched back into his human form. He formed two blades from underneath his wrists, and took out each soldier that he saw. Some seemed to be dying of other causes, that Sparrow had not had a part in. Most likely #4's doing again.
Samuel felt a blast of hot air behind him, and a fiery whip slashed at the soldiers. Several caught on fire. He turned to see subject #3 step out of a molten tube with an orange fire running up her arms. She looked like a godess of revenge, her hair flapping around due to the heat.
Samuel could see the distinctive string-pattern he had come to suspect with these subjects. It was twisted, woven together and broken here and there. He wondered what would happen if he woudl alter those strings..
He decided against it, and resumed taking down soldiers. But the thought wouldn't leave his mind. He tried it on a soldier, weaving his strings together with the ones of the concrete floor. His skin turned gray and his movement sluggish and slow. Interesting, Samuel thought. He quickly dispatched the soldier.
He felt a sharp pain at the base of his skull. He ignored it at first, but it started to creep upwards and spread all across his brain. He stopped pulling the strings and grasped his head, groaning ouf of pain and displeasure. He thought he was about to get sick, when the pain subsided.
All Right, enough for today. He thought.
Samuel could see the distinctive string-pattern he had come to suspect with these subjects. It was twisted, woven together and broken here and there. He wondered what would happen if he woudl alter those strings..
He decided against it, and resumed taking down soldiers. But the thought wouldn't leave his mind. He tried it on a soldier, weaving his strings together with the ones of the concrete floor. His skin turned gray and his movement sluggish and slow. Interesting, Samuel thought. He quickly dispatched the soldier.
He felt a sharp pain at the base of his skull. He ignored it at first, but it started to creep upwards and spread all across his brain. He stopped pulling the strings and grasped his head, groaning ouf of pain and displeasure. He thought he was about to get sick, when the pain subsided.
All Right, enough for today. He thought.
Sparrow's blades receeded from the stomach of his last kill, who promptly fell to the floor. He stared across the carnage they'd created, as the base's sirens wailed.
He turned to the six other test subjects, all who had managed to free themselves.
"I think we should probally leave at this point."
He turned to the six other test subjects, all who had managed to free themselves.
"I think we should probally leave at this point."
Sarah looked at the bodies with dismay. She was terrified and frozen in place.
What the hell is going on?! Why were they trying to kill us?!
Sarah turned and looked at Sparrow. He told the group that they should leave.
"Where do we go? I don't even know where we are."
What the hell is going on?! Why were they trying to kill us?!
Sarah turned and looked at Sparrow. He told the group that they should leave.
"Where do we go? I don't even know where we are."
Sparrow felt anger rise in his chest. Not only had these assholes effectively imprisoned them, they'd tried to kill them too. He sprinted to the nearest computer, and got the most recent log of his files.
"This can't be right. Whats that supposed to mean?"
Samuel looked over his shoulder, and swore.
"Robin Everett. Deceased as of 19/5/1954"
He pulled up the rest of the files, intent on finding some form of answer.
"Samuel Theuns. Deceased as of 19/5/1954. Sarah Raneese. Deceased as of 19/5/1954. Emily Coates. Deceased. Iceous Glacor. Deceased..."
Sparrow logged the files, and backtracked to the cause of death.
"Suicide. Suicide. Suicide... we're all accounted as to have committed suicide on the 19th of May, 1954."
Logging the files once more, Sparrow pulled up their bank account details.
"Oh shit."
Sarah and Sparrow's eyes locked firmly.
"Empty. We're supposedly dead, fugitives without a penny to our names."
"This can't be right. Whats that supposed to mean?"
Samuel looked over his shoulder, and swore.
"Robin Everett. Deceased as of 19/5/1954"
He pulled up the rest of the files, intent on finding some form of answer.
"Samuel Theuns. Deceased as of 19/5/1954. Sarah Raneese. Deceased as of 19/5/1954. Emily Coates. Deceased. Iceous Glacor. Deceased..."
Sparrow logged the files, and backtracked to the cause of death.
"Suicide. Suicide. Suicide... we're all accounted as to have committed suicide on the 19th of May, 1954."
Logging the files once more, Sparrow pulled up their bank account details.
"Oh shit."
Sarah and Sparrow's eyes locked firmly.
"Empty. We're supposedly dead, fugitives without a penny to our names."
Emily's ears were still bleeding, but she heard what Sparrow said.
"Dead?! My file says I'm dead? My family thinks I killed myself!?" she began crying, "Why would they do this to us? What are these powers we have?! Why has my life gone tot he shitter!?"
"Dead?! My file says I'm dead? My family thinks I killed myself!?" she began crying, "Why would they do this to us? What are these powers we have?! Why has my life gone tot he shitter!?"
Sparrow hit the desk, and swore loudly.
"The fuckers. They used us as their guinea pigs, cleared us from existance and took our money so we wouldn't be able to survive."
After pulling up several files, Sparrow found the main scientists in operation of their seven tests.
"I don't know how, but I'm gonna' get these pricks. They'll burn for what they've done to us."
"The fuckers. They used us as their guinea pigs, cleared us from existance and took our money so we wouldn't be able to survive."
After pulling up several files, Sparrow found the main scientists in operation of their seven tests.
"I don't know how, but I'm gonna' get these pricks. They'll burn for what they've done to us."
Samuel looked over Robin's shoulder. Their files showed suicide as cause of death. They looked like they were police records, with a civil-number and everything. Their possesions were taken by the 'state' as collateral for the 'damage' they had caused. They didn't mention anything about relatives though...
Sparrow was getting angry, he could tell. The furious mouse-gestures and the mumbling of 'getting them' and 'burning' were obvious signs. Samuel saw Emily cry and Sarah stood a bit dazed. THe other subjects were still shaking off the effects of the stasis.
Samuel felt nothing but confusion and rage. These people had taken everything. When Sparrow found the data on the man scientists, Samuel asked him to print it. It they got out of there revenge was something he wanted. One scientist grabbed his attention.
Latest entry:
Isaac Abramov.
Still on site, watching over subjects.
Warning, anomaly showing on heart and brainwave monitors.
The sheet showed the date 26 June 1996. So they had been kept in stasis for over thiry years. It was mind-boggeling. But it seemed that Isaac was still on site, watching. He put a hand on Sparrow's shoulder.
"Ready to squeeze some answers out of someone?"
Sparrow was getting angry, he could tell. The furious mouse-gestures and the mumbling of 'getting them' and 'burning' were obvious signs. Samuel saw Emily cry and Sarah stood a bit dazed. THe other subjects were still shaking off the effects of the stasis.
Samuel felt nothing but confusion and rage. These people had taken everything. When Sparrow found the data on the man scientists, Samuel asked him to print it. It they got out of there revenge was something he wanted. One scientist grabbed his attention.
Latest entry:
Isaac Abramov.
Still on site, watching over subjects.
Warning, anomaly showing on heart and brainwave monitors.
The sheet showed the date 26 June 1996. So they had been kept in stasis for over thiry years. It was mind-boggeling. But it seemed that Isaac was still on site, watching. He put a hand on Sparrow's shoulder.
"Ready to squeeze some answers out of someone?"
"If by squeeze, you mean kill, sure."
Sparrow scanned the room quickly. He picked up what seemed to be some form of storage device for the computer, and tried and failed to try and insert it into one of the many slots in the computer. Eventually, it fit, and Sparrow downloaded the files onto the 'USB Flash Drive', as it was labelled quite clearly.
He stuffed the USB into one of his pockets, and turned to Sam.
"C'mon. Lets go."
Sparrow scanned the room quickly. He picked up what seemed to be some form of storage device for the computer, and tried and failed to try and insert it into one of the many slots in the computer. Eventually, it fit, and Sparrow downloaded the files onto the 'USB Flash Drive', as it was labelled quite clearly.
He stuffed the USB into one of his pockets, and turned to Sam.
"C'mon. Lets go."
"Should we go in alone, or take everyone with us?" Samuel asked. He was ready to go, slaughter everyone in his way and get to this Isaac, but not if it would endanger anyone else. He couldn't let these people, his friends in fate, die because of him.
Sparrow stared across the room. Some were strangers to him, but others like Aesis and Sarah were his friends. Now after this, probally his only friends.
But, although covered by confusion, they all had a look of anger. Of revenge. He couldn't hold back this moment from them. It was only fair that they all shared their revenge. Together.
"We'll all go. We'll show this dick what we're made of."
But, although covered by confusion, they all had a look of anger. Of revenge. He couldn't hold back this moment from them. It was only fair that they all shared their revenge. Together.
"We'll all go. We'll show this dick what we're made of."
"Alright. Let's find him.." Samuel said while scanning the rest of the report. The other scientists had left the complex and now lived at several locations around the world, but they seemed to be in contact with mister Isaac.
Sparrow whispered something to Sarah, who didn't seem to graps the situation, and said to the rest to follow him. The group walked after him, oustise the cryo-chamber. The results of Samuel's handywokr were splattered against the walls and ceiling. Patrick gagged. Samuel looked pleased, knowing that he could control the very fabric of reality.
"You there, stop!" A voice called through the dark hallway. A full platoon, Samuel counted at least fifty, charged at them.
Sparrow whispered something to Sarah, who didn't seem to graps the situation, and said to the rest to follow him. The group walked after him, oustise the cryo-chamber. The results of Samuel's handywokr were splattered against the walls and ceiling. Patrick gagged. Samuel looked pleased, knowing that he could control the very fabric of reality.
"You there, stop!" A voice called through the dark hallway. A full platoon, Samuel counted at least fifty, charged at them.
Sparrow sighed.
"Soldiers with guns, running at us. Smart chaps."
After stretching off, Sparrow yawned and put his arms by his sides.
"I like to call this one, the Force Of Nature."
Sprinting toward the soldiers, the rest of the crew could only look onward un-able to stop him. What WASN'T scary about an un-armed man running into a group of soldiers?
Sparrow jumped slightly off the ground, and took on a form of a boulder, perfectly suited for the hallway. There was nowhere to run, and no space to take advantage of. Sparrow flattened all the soldiers outright, killing them all instantly. He then swtiched into his human form, and planted his heels into the ground to pull himself to a hault.
"Soldiers with guns, running at us. Smart chaps."
After stretching off, Sparrow yawned and put his arms by his sides.
"I like to call this one, the Force Of Nature."
Sprinting toward the soldiers, the rest of the crew could only look onward un-able to stop him. What WASN'T scary about an un-armed man running into a group of soldiers?
Sparrow jumped slightly off the ground, and took on a form of a boulder, perfectly suited for the hallway. There was nowhere to run, and no space to take advantage of. Sparrow flattened all the soldiers outright, killing them all instantly. He then swtiched into his human form, and planted his heels into the ground to pull himself to a hault.
Sarah looked on as the rest of the group followed Samuel and Sparrow. She lingered behind. She grabbed her file and held it tightly.
As Sarah walked into the hallway she saw Sparrow standing by what seemed like a group of flattened soldiers. Sarah's eyes widened and she covered her mouth. Blood could be seen everywhere.
"Thats really gross."
As Sarah walked into the hallway she saw Sparrow standing by what seemed like a group of flattened soldiers. Sarah's eyes widened and she covered her mouth. Blood could be seen everywhere.
"Thats really gross."
"C'mon Sparrow, show a bit of class would you?" Samuel said. It was effective, but there were less gory ways of killing a person. Samuel could hear footsteps echo through the hall, but he couldn't see anyone. He focused, and felt a way through the strings. They were in a maze of hallways, and soldiers were crawling through it like ants.
Samuel could feel the head-ache rise again, and let go of the strings. He should stop doing that, it would kill him some day. Then again, without it he was powerless. He looked around and saw that all of the soldiers carried combat knifes. He unsheathed one and carried it with him. It was crude, and he shuddered at the prospect of stabbing a man. BUt if needed he would do it.
Samuel could feel the head-ache rise again, and let go of the strings. He should stop doing that, it would kill him some day. Then again, without it he was powerless. He looked around and saw that all of the soldiers carried combat knifes. He unsheathed one and carried it with him. It was crude, and he shuddered at the prospect of stabbing a man. BUt if needed he would do it.