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Agent Rusti
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Original poster
Years ago there was a select group of mothers who were picked to have there children experimented on at birth. The mothers who were selected denied the opportunity. However the children were absolutely needed. The mothers were picked for a reason. Each mother had some how been radiated by something while being pregnant. For example my character's mother was the wife of a scientist who had discovered a UFO. It was kept in a hanger at an army base. He had taken her into the hanger where they were keeping it and didn't just look at the UFO, but went inside and took a look around. Nothing happened to the mother, but the baby was affected. Basically we are now teens kept in an experimental facility. We know nothing of the outside world, and barely know the full extent of the powers we received from the radiation, but we do know that we are sick and tired of the way they treat us. We don't know how, but we will find a way to escape. Even then, we won't be safe.
((Character sheets aren't needed, but put them if you want, romance is allowed, however godmodding isn't. Have fun!))
Rusti was thrown into his cell roughly. His face hit the wall so hard it was left bleeding. The impact left his hearing muffled, but he could easily distinguish the laughter of the guards as they shut the cell door and left. Rusti sat there in anger wanting to punch the wall he was leaning, but he knew if he had done that he would probably break it down then he would be electrecuted then later severely punished, for that's how it always has been. He clenched his fists cursing to himself. He wanted a change, and he wanted it now. It was time for him to plan something, but he did need help... he crawled to the front of the cell looking at the other prisoners, some crying, some sleeping, and others, like Rusti, in deep anger. "Who wants to get the hell out of here?" he whispered.
((Character sheets aren't needed, but put them if you want, romance is allowed, however godmodding isn't. Have fun!))
Rusti was thrown into his cell roughly. His face hit the wall so hard it was left bleeding. The impact left his hearing muffled, but he could easily distinguish the laughter of the guards as they shut the cell door and left. Rusti sat there in anger wanting to punch the wall he was leaning, but he knew if he had done that he would probably break it down then he would be electrecuted then later severely punished, for that's how it always has been. He clenched his fists cursing to himself. He wanted a change, and he wanted it now. It was time for him to plan something, but he did need help... he crawled to the front of the cell looking at the other prisoners, some crying, some sleeping, and others, like Rusti, in deep anger. "Who wants to get the hell out of here?" he whispered.