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Vas Captio Mods (vas_captio_mod) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-22 09:08:00

Entry tags:

!dropped, amaterasu, day 12, experiment, george lass, jack harkness, jack sparrow, location: detention cell, logan, remy lebeau, river tam, rorschach, sam winchester, the doctor (ten)

Day 12: Experiment
Who: Jack Harkness, The Doctor, Gambit, Logan, Rorschach, Sam Winchester, River, Ametarasu, George & Jack Sparrow
What: Day 12 Experiment, no posting order enforced - thread as the characters might interact naturally
When: 2pm
Where: Unknown
Rating: TBD
Status: DROPPED.

From wherever they were, at the exact moment of 2:00pm on Day 12, each of the 9 would find their sight slowly fading into a brilliant white. There would be no sensations beginning in their extremities and working inward in a fast tingling until it reached their core and suddenly they would be completely unconscious. A short time later, all would awaken in a large, open room about the size of a fast food restaurant. The walls are stone, as are the floors. Everything is lit by eery, blue glowing rods placed into carved grooves in the stone at intervals. There are no apparent doors and the ceiling is low. Natural columns support the low ceiling giving the impression that this room is underground.

Enjoy your stay. You might be here a while. At least that's what it would seem from the large letters on the west wall proclaiming, "No One Mourns the Wicked."

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	clawed_one 2009-06-22 06:51 pm UTC (link)
	Shit shit shit shit shit shit SHIT! Growling and snarling under his breath, but (admittedly) unable to locate anything even remotely threatening, Logan hauled the claws back in. Didn't mean he was anywhere NEAR calm yet, just ... admitting the futility of clawing shit up. "I fucking HATE this shit." He snarled. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

ace_of_clubs
2009-06-22 06:56 pm UTC (link)

"Oui, oui. We all know. Bu' you ain' doin' no one no goo', an you jus' gon' scare everyone in here, an' ain' no one wan' 'dat. You gon' jus' hafta settle down, Logan. We ain' in no danger ye', everyone else still wakin' up. Pace in 'de corner, wear 'dat energy ou', 'den come an' si' down. You like 'de wolf man, or somet'in', homme." The Cajun joked because he had nothing more to do with himself, and if they didn't have someone in here to make light, then they were all going to attack one another and the Powers That Be weren't going to have to do any work at all.

And that didn't sit well with the Cajun, damnit. If he had to work, so did they!

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notgivingashit
2009-06-23 08:08 am UTC (link)

"WHOOOA!" Was George's reaction to Logan's hyper jump, all claws out and ready to strike. Truth was, she had jumped herself. Good thing apparently Gambit had a way of sort of calming him down. She didn't speak to him so much as watched to see if he was really calming down or not. Because she knew Logan was a good person, but if he saw red like that, with claws out to boot, it was never a good thing.

That was when one of the people George didn't know seemed to stir in his sleep. Yet another awakening, apparently. George turned to look, but of course she wasn't going to speak. Nothing to say, really.

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	clawed_one 2009-06-23 02:21 pm UTC (link)
	Breathe, dammit. Focus. He slanted a look at George. "Sorry doll. Me and cages don't get along so good." He growled. Hate this shit Hate this shit Hate this shit HATE THIS SHIT!!!!! Breathe, dammit. Ok, so the claws were in, and he wasn't looking like he was going to go for anyone in the room ... didn't mean he'd eased up much. He was still coiled tight as hell. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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