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Darkseeker
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Putting a different character here Edited at November 16, 2021 10:34 PM by Dragonhorse
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Darkseeker
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Goddess II M: Ibex, Sky and Zaphara (ind.)
Goddess slowly woke up, remembering what had happened. She whimpered, getting up from laying on her side. Her shoulder was aching, along with her back and side. She wasn't comfortable laying on her side while pregnant, it hurt at this point. "Blade? Ripper? Anyone?" She called out, now sitting on the floor. She whimpered, starting to softly cry as she was alone again. "I want to be home... I'll protect you baby... I-I hope I can keep that promise." She murmured, rubbing her stomach as she hoped her baby was alright. She managed to stand, shakily as the sedative hadn't worn off completely yet. She hoped it didn't hurt the baby. She wished Lev was there to check on her baby.
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Neutral
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Malaki: Mentions: Night "I am 32 years old now and sick and tired of Ibex. All I want to do is burn it to the ground and keep it that way. If I had that power, I envy Flame for her pyrokenisis." Malaki nodded and mumbled a bit before speaking up in response. "I feel the exact same way, if not every other experiment in this damned facility... with the exception of that psycho Septhis..." The vile in his voice coated that name with venom. "We can't just get out of here... no... we have to burn this place to the ground and make sure that they never have a chance to come back.
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Darkseeker
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Ero II M: Jericho (Ind.), Nyx and Amber Lily (Beside her)
Ero felt light flood behind her eyelids. She groaned, not fully awake or aware yet. Her body hurt, she felt small welts come from across her body. She was sore too, sore from Blade's attack. She rolled over slightly, whimpering slightly. "Jericho..." She mumbled, wondering why he wasn't holding her anymore. She started to flutter her eyelids opend and closed. Slowly the sedatives wore off, her clouded memories slowly becoming clear as she remembered what had happened and why Jericho wasn't holding her anymore. She got choked up, feeling more painful anxiety and grief filling her. "Jericho! Jericho!" She called. She wailed, sounding closer to a scream. She wanted Jericho, she was ripped away from him again, she couldn't handle that. She laid back down in a heap, sobbing hysterically and mumbling Jericho's name here and there. She needed him, he needed to come back and hold her, and kiss her, and just be there. Why couldn't he just be there?
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Neutral
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Ava || Mentions: Jericho As Jericho began to speak, Ava sighed quietly, rubbing her forehead, "I actually do not care, I was trying to piss you off by calling her crazy." By the looks of it, he actually seemed serious about Ero. Well. Wasn't that a first. She found love... overrated in all honesty, the only benefits anyone gets from love is well, bed time and the fact your important to at least one person. No matter, she hated 'love' anyways. She loathed it, along with cuddles- just ew. Taking another glance around the room, Ava crossed her arms of her chest again. "We really need to find a way out of here," Jericho had said, and Ava looked at him with a furrowed brow, "Really? You really think so?" She asked, obviously sarcastically. Glancing at Ahyma, she scoffed again, she scoffed quietly. When that wretched woman wake up, she'd give her a welcoming hug. Yes. Welcoming. After she realized she was staring into nothing, plotting, she shook her head slightly looking around once more. "I wonder what they are going to do with us now.. probably put us on auction and showcase us, or some fucked up shit," she said is a quiet tone.
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Darkseeker
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Ahyma II M: Jericho and Ava
Ahmya groaned, waking up with a pounding headache. It felt like that one night, ya, the one where she had gotten drunk, then woke up with this monster headache. She opened her eyes, light hurting her brain. She growled, memories slowly flooding back to her. "Amai?" She grumbled, growling many a time. "Dread? Get the damn baby..." She mumbled brokenly, not fullly aware. When the memory that she was still in Ibex finally came in, her eyes shot open and she started to push herself up. She noticed two other people and she stumbled over to them, seething anger. "Where in the hell are we now? Where's my damn baby?" She shouted at them, still stumbling slightly as she was groggy.
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Neutral
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Ava || Mentions: Ahyma Hearing groans, Ava looked to the source of the sounds to see her dear foe waking up with an unpleasent start, then she shouted at them, and Ava gave her a look of disapproval. What was she disaproving of? Her lack of manners. "Where in the hell are we now? Where's my damn baby?" Clicking her tongue, Ava twirled around, walking towards Ahyma, grabbing her by the chin, forcing her to look into her eyes. "Why your child is fine. As a matter of fact, I even got the pleasure to meet the darling thing. Sephtis has her," she squeezed her chin, and Ava's head tilted to the side. She could see clearly that the woman was still dazed for the tranqs from before. "And may I ask, no, sorry," Ava smiled, taking her other hand, placing it on the woman's cheek, pushing Ahyma's hair back, "may I need to remind you what happened last time you yelled at me?" Her eyes, and the skin around her eyeballs began to glow red and orange, no flames were visible, but the color and faint silhouettes of flames were nearly visible, and just a moment later, it all disappeared, as if nothing just happened. Instead, her hands began to grow warm, and Ava's smile faded away.
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Neutral
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Nyx || Mentions: Ero Beside her in the other room, a series of screams woke her up from her snooze, and Nyx groaned loudly. They were shouting a name non-stop, and she found it annoying, and stood up lazily, stretching her arms as she walked towards the wall that divided her from teh neighboring physco. Locking her knuckles up, her hand balled into a fist, she placed her arm against the wall, and began to forcefully pound the wall, "Quit it you physco! The more you complain, the greater chances of getting us all sent down to some shit of a dump," Nyx spoke, she was yelling just yet, but her voice was low and dangerous. "Just shut the fuck up," she growled. She examined the wall, looking a few feet above her to see a barred winodw. With many unsuccessful attempts to jump up to the window to directly shout at this crazed woman, she panted, sitting down on the bed, regaining her energy. "I'm in a prison, placed in a cell besides an obivious physc patient. Great."
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Lightbringer
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Night | M: Malaki "I feel the exact same way, if not every other experiment in this damned facility... with the exception of that psycho Septhis...We can't just get out of here... no... we have to burn this place to the ground and make sure that they never have a chance to come back." Malaki said and Night let out a chuckle. "First things first kid, we need to get the children out of here and escape ourselves without blowing ourselves up. Once the kids are safe, we can launch a proper attack that will destroy Ibex once and for all." Night said, getting up before another dagger appeared in his hand. He flipped it once before asking, "How well do you know your powers? Enough to be able to take care of certain targets only?"
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Neutral
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Malaki: Mentions: Night "How well do you know your powers? Enough to be able to take care of certain targets only?" Night asked him. "I wish I could, however my Primal Fear, or when I scream at people, affects everyone that I am looking at. It... causes some interesting mental breaks, depending on how far away I am from them and how stable of a mind the target has. I can also run really fast if I need to, and at night I can transform into a werewolf.
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