Animus NPCs (
animusnpcs) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-12-06 02:17 am
I've come to warn you he's coming for you
Characters: anyone carried away by the retrieval units in the mob thread
Setting: ???
Format: any
Summary: Death is far too easy for a punishment, you know.
Warnings: psychological horror, things that go bump in the night and then bump you back
The retrieval unit dumps you, in whatever state you happen to be in, into a cell. To those familiar with Jason, this isn't the clean, polished hospital look of Jason's usual quarters. No, if anything this is an abandoned hospital. There's mold on the floor and the paint is peeling off the walls. It's certainly high tech--the door that blocks your cell is made of some sort of nearly invisible force field--but it looks like it hasn't been cleaned in a few decades.
Once you're secure in your cell, you will have the ability to move your body again. All supernatural skills have been disabled--no one is more powerful than an Olympic-level human inside these cells.
Interact with your fellow prisoners?
Setting: ???
Format: any
Summary: Death is far too easy for a punishment, you know.
Warnings: psychological horror, things that go bump in the night and then bump you back
The retrieval unit dumps you, in whatever state you happen to be in, into a cell. To those familiar with Jason, this isn't the clean, polished hospital look of Jason's usual quarters. No, if anything this is an abandoned hospital. There's mold on the floor and the paint is peeling off the walls. It's certainly high tech--the door that blocks your cell is made of some sort of nearly invisible force field--but it looks like it hasn't been cleaned in a few decades.
Once you're secure in your cell, you will have the ability to move your body again. All supernatural skills have been disabled--no one is more powerful than an Olympic-level human inside these cells.
Interact with your fellow prisoners?

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Dammit! I don't understand what you're saying!
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[Luke shuffled back, letting out a yelp when his back hit the corner.]
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Whooooooooo arrrrrrrrrrrre yooooooooooouuuuuu?
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L...Luke. Luke fon Fabre.
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Helllllllllllooo.
[She pushes a little more to get closer--possibly to get a better look at him.]
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[Luke's voice came out a high pitched squeak as he shuffled as far back into the corner he could press himself. Oh dammit, dammit, dammit... please don't kill him...!]
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Whyyyy arrrrrre youuuuuu heeeeeeere?
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J-Jason put me in here.
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Whoooooooooo?
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J-Jason... the freaky scientist guy.
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STOP IT! STOP IT, PLEASE!
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