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Vikky looked around. Sam kept a watchful eye on everyone and everything. He doesn't trust anybody here

Bridget walked through the door, and looked in the room before her. Silver, gold and white were everywhere in the room, with traces of blue here and there. A large balcony was a story above, with a boy standing there, a smirk on his face. "Didn't know we had new prisoners. would've dressed better." Carter said as he leaned against the railing of the balcony. "Welcome to the rest of your life."

Vikky looked up. "We ain't so happy to be here. I'm not so happy with the choice you made either" Sam snapped. Vikky held Sam's hand.

"Huh. Well, people will be here momentarily to show you to your rooms. Think of this place as a hotel." Carter casually jumped over the side of the railing, and landed on his feet a story below, unharmed. Cracks formed in the white marble floor where he landed. "I think it would be best if you dont make any rash decisions while you wait."

Eli looked around he building as she fixed the cream colored jacket she was wearing I don't like the looks of this place... Eli thought

Jack looked carter in the eye. And he could here it off in the distance, the drums so silent he questioned their existence. "I was hoping they would hurry up and get on with the show. I just took a long bus trip and lost my freedom. The least y'all owe me is a decent meal" he said as some of the fear melted away. 'What is he?' He thought to himself as he realized what had just happened. Jack prided himself in being unafraid from any man, even one with a gun, but this was different.

"I'm sorry but I have to ask, Why her? She is too young to die" Sam said while motioning to Vikky.

"Food is in an hour. Breakfast at eight, lunch at twelve, and dinner at five. I think you will all enjoy the food that is served." Carter then looked at Vikky. "Most of the selection was based off of variety. Different ages, different personalities. But to be honest, some were just random selection. But I do admit, there is a chance that at least one of you will die." Carter looked towards a silver door. "They should be here any minute now."

"Alright. Please promise me she will stay alive if I die. I'm her step-brother Sam" Sam said.

"So, we have a family man, huh? Interesting. I guess I can see what I can do if that happens." Carter said. More men dressed in white came through the silver door. "If you would follow us, we will show you your rooms, and later give the tour." One of the men said.

Eli nodded as she slowly walked towards the men

Vikky held Sam's hand as they walked. "where are we going?" She whispered. "Shh don't worry about it" Sam whispered back.

Bridget was skeptical about the men, but followed them anyways. A few walked back through the door, and down the hallway. She followed them.

Eli forgot about her worries as she walked happily through the building and followed the men

The men walked down the hallway and stopped in front of a series of doors. "These are your rooms." One man said. "You can find what one is yours by the inscriptions by the doors." One door has a shiny golden plate by the doorframe, as well as the others. She was able to make out what most of them said where she was standing. One had SAM carved into the plating, another ELICORA, and so on. She walked down the hallway and found the one that said BRIDGET. She suddenly forgot her worries and excitedly waited by the door. "When can we go in?" Bridget asked, full of excitement and wonder. "Once everyone has found their rooms." Another man said.

Elicora walked until she found her room. She stopped in front of it and stood there.

Jack found the one with his name on it. He had placed his hands in his blue-jean pockets to keep them from shaking. "Better than the floor at the orphanage" he said as he combed the hair hanging over his eyes back with his hand. "Almost makes me forget we are prisoners". He may be scared but his pride would not let him apologize for what he had to say.

"The rooms are empty." One man started, "But on the inside you will find a touch-screen panel on the right side wall. turn it on, and design you room." the men turned, some went back into the main room where they left, others went through the door at the end of the hall that had STAFF BREAK ROOM carved in large letters on the door.

Jack walked into his room he took deliberate steps into the room his boots making a click clacking noise. He looked at the panel and smiled. He rolled up the sleeve on his red-black plad flannel shirt and went to work. By the time he was done he had a western looking room. "Can get me a cowboy hat" he said almost excited, in spite of his situation "I swear I'm a southerner at heart".

Ooc:I realize my appearance was lacking so I tried to create some imagery in order to reconcile that.

Eli took a deep breath and touched the door to her room

OOC: we can go inside right

OOC: Yeah you can now.

Bridget carefully turned the knob and stepped into the room. It was large, and bare. She then noticed the panel on the wall. The instructions were simple. You choose what your walls, floor, and furniture look like, then you can choose things like what type of pillow you want or how long your flatscreen should be. Bridget smiled, and went to work. When she was done, she had a large redwood forest as her walls, cocoa brown carpeted floor, and the background sounds of birds. She tried to make the furnishings as simple as possible. "I love it. Wait..." Bridget started to remember where she was. "This is some sort of sick joke. They want us to feel comfortable and safe, so they can fool us into a false sense of security. Then they'll snap on us. I've got to get out of here."

Name: Jhin

Age: NA

Gender: Male

Species: Werewolf

Power: Can blend in instantly into anything he touches.

Physical Appearance: He stand 6ft 6 feet tall and his body ripples with muscles. His body is also covered in scars. His entire body is covered in pure snow-white fur that feels like fine silk to the touch. His eyes are deep blue like the night sky. Wears a long black trench coat with a highwayman's hat atop his head. No shoes cover his feet.

Personality: Jhin is as cold blooded killer on outside but on the inside he is broken. All that remains of him is his instinct to survive and kill.

Bio: To be Revealed in the Roleplay

"Chill out" Jack said down the hall "if you can't enjoy the small things in your life you will be miserable. Besides, there is no way out. Even if you make it out those doors you will have the government on your heels. As much as I hate to say it this is your life now. Might as well take what's given to ya".

OOC: Accepted. You can randomly jump in now, or you can come in shortly as like a Hunter or something.

Bridget frowned. "I guess I am stuck here." She muttered.

"I'm really sorry" Jack said "I wish I could something but..." he then muttered "I'm terrified".

"How long do you think we have?" Bridget asked in a quavering voice, she stuck her head around the door, looking at Jack's door.

"Does it matter? We have always had a date stamped on our foot since the day we where born" Jack said simply "me personally I believe in a higher power, but your belief is your decision. I don't fear death as much as the pain. I mean sure I'm nervous, but that's natural for any living creature to be nervous of death, but all in all I've come to terms with it. 'To live is christ, but to die is to gain' Philippians 1:21." Then spoke to himself "that was always my favorite verse."

"I follow no religion. But I get where you're coming from." Bridget went back into her room, flopped onto her bed and screamed in a pillow. "I feel so helpless."

OOC: I always scream in pillows when im mad.

"We all do but in time they will get what's comin to 'em" jack said before clicking a button and playing this song ( http://m.youtube.com/?reload=3...h?v=6Bwfm7-uNS4 ) "do you realize how old this song is" he said with a smile and then yelled "HEY WHERE IS MY COWBOY HAT! I PREFER FELT, BLACK!"

Eli walked into her room and went to the panel. She smiled as she picked out a gear print wallpaper. She picked grey carpeting and technological looking furniture. The bed was shaped like a giant gear and the chairs looked like small gears stacked together. All of the pillows looked like laser guns. She made her table to look like gears also and picked a nice size flat screen TV. She finished up and looked around. "Perfectly techy" Eli thought aloud as she looked around.

Carter walked down the hallway. "It appears that everyone has settled." He said into a walkie-talkie. A muffled voice was returned shortly after that only Carter could hear. "I'll send em' down." Carter replied.

Jack turned his music off out of respect of everybody else. He still had his sleeves rolled up. To most people his room would be considered hot, but to him it was nice and warm. The walls where desert like and the furniture had a dusty look to them. The air smelled of stirred up dust. There hang a cow skull on one of the walls along with a portrait of some classic western guns. He stared at them with advent fascination, he could name most of them. "I wish I had a cowboy hat" he said to himself softly. Though originally scared the new sight feel and smell of his room had given him some comfort. Though he was still nervous of it all the scenery seemed quite homey even though he spent most of hislife in an orphanage in the city.

"Ahh wait a minute..." Eli said going back to the panel as she added a laptop and a gear print desk. She walked to her desk and went on her laptop to research stuff

Jack, growing bored of just sitting in his, room walked down the hall. He passed, backpedaled and looked into Eli's room "ok that's neat and creative. Why can't I be that creative? So what's that?" He asked.

Carter stopped at the end of the hall. He turned, to make sure nobody was following him, and went into a room, the door labeled LAB.

"Hmm" Eli said as she stood and fixed her dress as she walked to the door of her room

Suddenly, a voice on the intercom blared through the hall. "Prisoners! Head down to the main room!" Carter said.

"Am I transparent?" Jack asked Eli who seemed to be ignoring him. He then heard the intercom and started a steady walk to where he believed the main room was. "Why couldn't they use the word guests? Guests is so much less threatening. Well I guess its nice that they truthful." Jack rambled on until he realized, this is it. He stopped dead in his tracks and placed his hand over his chest where his heart was racing at a painful pace. He then proceeded to walk shaking as he did it. 'Why can't I be brave?' he thought to himself 'why must I be a coward?'

"No you're not, and what was that?" Eli said wondering who said prisoners

Jhin:

I walk through the hallway watching the Superhumans carefully with my midnight blue eyes. My eyes glisten within the darkness beneath my highwayman's hat. My long trench coat swishes as I walk. My ears twitch as I listen to all movement. A snarl comes from my mouth and pass an open door. My snow-white and silky fur shines in the light. Though I bare my fangs tears can be seen falling down my face as my two sides do battle.

OOC: Please write in the third person so people know who you are.

Eli shrugged as she walked down to the main room happily. She easily forgets her frights if shes around technology

Jack saw Eli walking unafraid. 'Oh this is just embarrassing' he thought to himself 'no, no she is just crazy, ya that's what is...crazy.'

Eli walked down and stood in the main room with not a care in the world

Bridget shyly shuffled down the hall. "I think I'm gonna puke."

Jack walked into the main room behind Eli. And for a second his fears melted away as he thought of something "hey where is my cowboy hat?"

"Why what's so bad?" Eli said with a tone of happiness in her voice

Bridget's face was white and she felt sick. "Not...Good." She dropped on her knees to the floor. "I don't feel good."

Eli awaited to see why they were all down here

Jack looked at Eli like she was a lunatic. And then at bridget "oh please not on the sanitized white floor" he said sarcastically. 'A small amount of payback, but payback none the less' he thought to himself.