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Thread: [Private] Space: A Cold Theater
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2012-04-06, 07:00 PM (ISO 8601)
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[Private] Space: A Cold Theater
The Arios station, a research colony set in Jupiter orbit. Currently working on a human-machine resonance project, this station is home to various test subjects and researchers, as well as staff and civilians.
It is a fairly comfortable place to live... unless one is a research subject.
In one of the cell blocks, there is an exceptionally unhappy individual.
A black-haired girl sits in her holding chamber, staring out the window at the sea of stars.
She sighs, gazing into the diamond-studded blackness...
SpoilerPeople stared at the scars upon her face
Laughed at her jet-black hair, the lack of her grace
The girl in the torn black jeans
was dragged up on stage
And in the starlight, sang her songs
Of darkness and disgrace
And she'd be alright if she could keep together
Yes she'd be alright, the song could go forever
It'd be awful nice
Really quite out of sight
And she sang all night long
Researchers emerged from shadows
To watch this piteous girl
some stood upon their chairs
To make their point of view
she smiled sadly for a wish she could not obey
And in the starlight, sang her songs
Of darkness and dismay
And she'd be alright if she could keep together
Yes she'd be alright, the song could go forever
It'd be awful nice
Really quite out of sight
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2012-04-06, 07:49 PM (ISO 8601)
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From an observation room, a tall woman, with short gold hair, grey eyes, and rather too much empathy for her job, watches the black-haired girl sing, and murmurs something inaudible...
SpoilerShe sits alone, wears the night's shadows
Painted in starlight, brittle and cold
The moment ends in silence, then the moment grows old
And when she sings, a thousand dreams surround her
Keep her from torments, no one can hold
Her hope dies in the distance, as the faces grow cold
Sing for me now...
All the world is a stage
Smile take a bow
From your gilded cage...
Behind the glass, she's safe where no one can reach her
People with theories
All make her bleed
A fragile porcelain angel
Breaks so easily
The restless heart
Cries when no one is listening
She's waiting for someone
Waiting for you
To want, love and need her
To help her to make it through
As the moment grows old
In her Gilded Cage...
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2012-04-07, 04:51 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: [Private] Space: A Cold Theater
a woman with very long grey hair, and pointed ears, arises in her cell, her eyelids fluttering open to reveal only white. she huddles up to ward of the cold from the steal flooring, tethered to the wall by several cables. she listens intensively to both woman singing, the murmur audible to the blind waif. After a few moments of silence , the girl begins to sing. ar fist her voice trembles, but soon it rings loud and clear.
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Close your eyes
Feel the void where terror lies
Silently the senses
Abandon all defences
A place between sleep and awake
End of innocence, unending masquerade
That's where I'll wait for now
You hold me near
So closely, sear you
Seeing, believing
Dreaming, deceiving
A place between sleep and awake
End of innocence, unending masquerade
That's where I'll wait for now
Sleepwalker whom blinded me
I dare to enter your agony
I lay myself now to sleep
In my dreams my eyes I keep
Sleepwalker,
Sleepwalker
Sleepwalker whom blinded me...
thanks beansy!Spoiler
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2012-04-07, 09:01 PM (ISO 8601)
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A young blonde boy shakes into a standing position. His eyes seem dead, and he doesn't even seem to be in control of his own actions. His mouth opens, and he begins to sing and dance, moving and sounding like a robot:
SpoilerI know I may be young, but I've got feelings too.
And I need to do what I feel like doing.
So let me go and just listen.
All you people look at me like I'm a little boy.
Well did you ever think it be okay for you to treat me like a toy.
Always saying little boy can't step into the world.
Well I'm just tryin' to find out why cause I can't find the love.
Stop it stop it, stop it stop it (Whoa)
Stop it stop it, stop it stop it (Whoa)(I don't like it)
Stop it stop it, stop it stop it (Oh)(This feels bad)
I know I may come off quiet, I may come off shy.
But I feel like talking, feel like dancing when I see this guy.
What's practical is logical. What the hell, who cares?
All I know is I'm not happy when I'm living there.
I'm a slave for you. I cannot hold it, I cannot control it.
I'm a slave for you. I can't deny it, I'm just trying to hide it.
Baby, don't you want to, walk over me,
(I just want to be free of you)
To another time and place.
Baby, don't you want to, walk over me,
(Are you ready)
Leaving behind my name, my age.
(Lets go)
(Like that)
(You like it)
(Now watch me)
Stop it stop it, stop it stop it (Whoa)
Stop it stop it, stop it stop it (Whoa)
Stop it stop it, stop it stop it (Oh)
I really want to cry, and escape you.
(I just can't help myself)
I really want to do what you want me to.
(I just feel I let myself go)
I really want to cry, and escape you.
(Wanna just break free)
I really want to do what you want me to.
(Uh Uh Uh)
Baby, don't you want to, walk over me,
(I just want to be free of you)
To another time and place.
Baby, don't you want to, walk over me,
(Are you ready)
Leaving behind my name, my age.
I'm a slave for you. (Take that) I cannot hold it, I cannot control it.
I'm a slave (It feels so wrong) for you. (It just feels good)
I can't deny it, I'm just trying to hide it. (Baby)
Stop it stop it, stop it stop it (Whoa)
Stop it stop it, stop it stop it (Whoa)
Stop it stop it, stop it stop it (Oh)
Stop it stop it, stop it stop it (Whoa)
Stop it stop it, stop it stop it (Whoa)
Stop it stop it, stop it stop it (Oh)
I'm a slave for you. (Here we go now)
I cannot hold it, I cannot control it.
I'm a slave for you. (Here we go) I can't deny it, (Yeah)
I'm just trying to hide it.
(Like that)
He stops moving and singing, then blinks, looking around confused, as if none of that just happened.LGBTitP
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2012-04-07, 09:05 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: [Private] Space: A Cold Theater
The black-haired girl is ushered out of her chamber by two security drones and into a testing block; drones also bring the other subjects into the same block.
As instructed, she removes her top, revealing two sets of electronic ports on her back.
Two researchers bring in a pair of folded mechanical objects; it's hard to tell what they are.🔜 🆒️ 🚰
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2012-04-07, 09:12 PM (ISO 8601)
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The blonde boy looks over at the black hair girls, not a glimmer of happiness in his eyes. He gives her an all to knowing look.
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2012-04-07, 09:37 PM (ISO 8601)
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The gold-haired woman quietly slips into the room as well, electronic notepad in her hand, and a blank expression on her face, masking her unhappiness at the experiments they're going to go through, for the most part, though it slips a bit when her gaze falls on the black-haired girl; she's the one Spreagadh is assigned to observe, though they rarely interact directly, so she feels most strongly for her.
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2012-04-08, 02:04 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: [Private] Space: A Cold Theater
The objects are hooked into the ports; they unfold into a set of mechanical wings.
The girl winces as the wings flex.🔜 🆒️ 🚰
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2012-04-08, 02:37 PM (ISO 8601)
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The blind woman looks up, the cables coming out of her back hooked up in the wall again. she looks up as she hears the wings unfold, stepping up, moving towards Carrie.
thanks beansy!Spoiler
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2012-04-08, 03:02 PM (ISO 8601)
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Spreagadh winces a bit in sympathy for the black-haired girl, and notes down that there are still issues with the bio-feedback from Carrie's wings.
"What exactly did you feel there?", she asks, frowning somewhat, and doing her best to keep the emotions out of her voice; hopefully, if she can find out exactly where it's feeding in improperly, she can do something to keep them from doing so.
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2012-04-09, 03:41 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: [Private] Space: A Cold Theater
H-hurts...
Carrie winces, wings stretching a little.🔜 🆒️ 🚰
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2012-04-09, 03:46 PM (ISO 8601)
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Spreagadh nods, frown deepening.
"I know," she replies, letting some sympathy into her voice. "And I'm sorry. But what I need to know is how and where it hurts, so that I can try to make it stop doing so."
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2012-04-09, 07:59 PM (ISO 8601)
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The blonde boy winces as he flexes his arms. There seems to be something inside them, something abnormal.
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2012-04-11, 06:22 PM (ISO 8601)
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the blind girl gently touches the winged girl's face, feeling it, then feeling over the two wings
thanks beansy!Spoiler
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2012-04-12, 04:14 PM (ISO 8601)
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Carrie explains further how her wings hurt, then shivers as the other girl touches her face.
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2012-04-12, 04:45 PM (ISO 8601)
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Spreagadh nods thoughtfully, noting down the specifics, and, after studying what Carrie told her for a while, looks up at the winged girl, a slight smile on her face.
"I think I might know at least some of what's going on... Do you want me to try to fix it now, or wait to alter the coding until you've taken them off?"
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2012-04-13, 07:52 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: [Private] Space: A Cold Theater
((hmm...should I maybe bring in a villan?))
Din sighs, drawing back a little . she turns to Spreagadh and walks over to where her voice came from "you're one of the staff...they promised me I'd get new eyes sometime..."
thanks beansy!Spoiler
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2012-04-13, 08:01 PM (ISO 8601)
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((I'd be fine with that.))
"I'll try... I can't promise anything, though. I'm assigned to Carrie, not you; I don't know what they're doing with you, even. But if I can get you new eyes grown, I will," Spreagadh replies, sounding sad that she can't do more. "What exactly did they tell you, other than just that you'd get new eyes at some point?"
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2012-04-13, 08:09 PM (ISO 8601)
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🔜 🆒️ 🚰
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2012-04-13, 08:19 PM (ISO 8601)
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2012-04-13, 08:27 PM (ISO 8601)
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Din holds onto Spreagadh for a bit "they told me that they wanted to make me see what they couldn't...I'm scared..." the girl is indeed trembling
thanks beansy!Spoiler
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2012-04-13, 08:40 PM (ISO 8601)
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Spreagadh gently holds her as best she can while still altering the coding for Carrie's wings.
"Depending on what they meant, that could be okay... It could just mean giving you a greater visual range than normal, which would be fine. You'd be able to see better in the dark, probably, and almost certainly you'd be able to distinguish finer variations of color than most.
If it is something bad, though, I'll do my best to get it changed so that you just get replacement eyes, instead of whatever experiment they want to put you through, alright?"
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2012-04-14, 12:38 PM (ISO 8601)
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the girl nods "thanks ma'am..." she steps back a little
((Beans? do I get the go ahead for a villain?))
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2012-04-14, 12:52 PM (ISO 8601)
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((I guess...))
Carrie just waits, listening to the blind girl and researcher talk.🔜 🆒️ 🚰
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2012-04-14, 01:00 PM (ISO 8601)
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Spreagadh smiles at the blind girl just a bit.
"You're welcome, Din."
((At least, I assume she'd know the names of the people in the group Carrie belongs to.
Also, how effective was her recoding of Carrie's wings?))
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2012-04-14, 08:00 PM (ISO 8601)
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Luro stands in a corner. He stares at the group of people, not one for speaking much. He winces as he touches his arms again, something once again moving underneath the surface.
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2012-04-15, 09:36 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: [Private] Space: A Cold Theater
Carrie's wings seem to be working a bit better.
She glances at Luro.🔜 🆒️ 🚰