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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 20:46:14 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 26, 2014 20:46:14 GMT -8
A mystery.
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 21:16:16 GMT -8
Post by Dr. Jar on Jan 26, 2014 21:16:16 GMT -8
Ru-
Ru did not wake up violently, but rather slowly. He had a good sense of what was going on. What kind of hospital was this? Or were they captives? If they were captives then maybe there was a chance they could escape.
He wondered if this was some kind of strange experimental conspiracy of some kind or another, maybe they were all going to be mutant undead supersoldiers. Then he thought about that for a moment and realized that a bunch of artists weren't going to be particularly good anything.
He tried to wriggle the bag and see if there was any laxity in the straps. His wrists were small and his hands might slip out if he pulled them just right. He hoped.
"...Is anyone here?"
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 21:22:17 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 26, 2014 21:22:17 GMT -8
The straps were adjustable types and quite secure. This pushed the limits of his stick insect flexibility. It was almost more frustrating that he could kind of reach the strap at his wrists & not do anything with it than if he was less flexible and couldn't reach them at all. The hood seemed pretty loose, though it was still in place for the moment.
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 21:32:45 GMT -8
Post by Dr. Jar on Jan 26, 2014 21:32:45 GMT -8
Suffice to say Ru stopped struggling with the wrist bindings after a while, since it felt pointless. The hood he worked on by wiggling a little bit and waited for a reply.
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 21:39:15 GMT -8
Post by DKender on Jan 26, 2014 21:39:15 GMT -8
-Babette
Momentarily, somebody familiar responded. "Ru?" Her tone was level and exceptionally calm. "Darling, there's a bag on my head. Are you hurt?"
She did not struggle against the bonds.
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 21:42:22 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 26, 2014 21:42:22 GMT -8
The hood could probably be worked off, but it was taking an annoying amount of effort - possibly snagged on something. But maybe worth the continued effort, because some progress could be made.
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 21:46:26 GMT -8
Post by Dr. Jar on Jan 26, 2014 21:46:26 GMT -8
Ru-
"I don't feel hurt. I have a bag on my head too. What happened?"
Ru wondered if he would be able to find the fasteners if he could get the bag off his head. That was probably step one.
He wiggled around trying to work the bag off, whether or not there was progress, and succeeded mostly in looking really silly.
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
Posts: 9,204
Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 21:52:43 GMT -8
Post by DKender on Jan 26, 2014 21:52:43 GMT -8
-Babette
"Chloë fell in with a bad crowd. Wait. Let me try something."
She started thrashing around, her body moving against its bonds in fast, twisty paroxysms, like a really enthusiastic headbanger. Babette would not continue for longer than a few intense seconds before taking a break.
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 22:07:18 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 26, 2014 22:07:18 GMT -8
She wasn't out of breath or sore in the muscles when she came to rest, but it still seemed a good idea. The effort reminded her of that nameless hunger. But her hood was a bit looser. Meanwhile, Ru made gradual progress with his hood.
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 22:16:29 GMT -8
Post by Dr. Jar on Jan 26, 2014 22:16:29 GMT -8
Ru-
"What kind of bad crowd? I gathered that much from what happened. I feel weird. We were experimented on?"
Ru wondered, vaguely if they were all going to be ravenous undead soldiers or something of the like now, kidnapped by a secret organization of wealthy individuals for experimentation...
No, that sounded silly even to him. This was something different.
He wriggled a little more.
"Ugh why am I so sticky?"
Honestly he didn't really want that answer but spoke it unbidden.
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
Posts: 9,204
Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 22:40:24 GMT -8
Post by DKender on Jan 26, 2014 22:40:24 GMT -8
-Babette
"Experiment? Mmm. No ..."
Years ago, she and Ru once wrote their own obituaries and planned some "last words." They were pretty morbid teenagers. However, it seemed like a good time to revisit the subject of death. She didn't want to have any regrets.
"I adore you. Ru. You know that, right? My kissy kissies and declarations of undying love aren't make-believe. Well. Not the ones involving you."
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 22:54:57 GMT -8
Post by Dr. Jar on Jan 26, 2014 22:54:57 GMT -8
Ru-
Ru recognized the words well enough. Another time another age right? This meant all of this was bad. Worse than very bad. They were going to die. If they weren't already dead.
Ru laughed bitterly. He rarely laughed.
"I love you too. You're the most beautiful and everyone knows it, and you're kind and think of others and not just yourself."
"You told me that nothing lasts forever but I mean it when I say you'll always be my friend."
He did more ridiculous wiggling trying to get his head free.
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
Posts: 9,204
Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 23:08:12 GMT -8
Post by DKender on Jan 26, 2014 23:08:12 GMT -8
-Babette
"I'm not the most beautiful to everyone. Just you. And ... some other guys. Ru. Listen. Don't be scared. Babette has to be honest now. We were taken by vampires."
She made a conscious effort to sigh.
"Hunger. I don't want food, but it's hunger."
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 23:12:28 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 26, 2014 23:12:28 GMT -8
Through the smell of congealed blood and rough fabric, Babette could almost smell something sweet, but it wasn't very appetizing.
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ROOM 8
Jan 26, 2014 23:19:05 GMT -8
Post by Dr. Jar on Jan 26, 2014 23:19:05 GMT -8
Ru-
"...You're kidding."
...Vampires? REALLY? Vampires. Lord Demos? They were going to be the brides and grooms of vampires?!
That somehow sounds less plausible than undead mutant soldiers.
"I'm hungry too."
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