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Captivity
Characters: Romeo, France, Milagro, Ψiioniic, Germany, Kanaya, Romana, Dean
Setting: cells
Format: either
Summary:Welcome to captivity.
Warnings: drama/angst/horror
Note: Please use the provided subthreads to keep things somewhat organized.
You awake in a cell. It's perfectly white, seemingly scrubbed impossibly clean, and instead of bars a sheet of glass or plastic--it's hard to tell--covers the only exit. The cell block itself is really a cell circle--while each person is in their own cell, they can see all the others, the circle only broken by a hallway leading to a closed elevator door.
No unusual powers or abilities work, and any object that grants such skills has been removed.
Speak to your fellow captives?
Setting: cells
Format: either
Summary:Welcome to captivity.
Warnings: drama/angst/horror
Note: Please use the provided subthreads to keep things somewhat organized.
You awake in a cell. It's perfectly white, seemingly scrubbed impossibly clean, and instead of bars a sheet of glass or plastic--it's hard to tell--covers the only exit. The cell block itself is really a cell circle--while each person is in their own cell, they can see all the others, the circle only broken by a hallway leading to a closed elevator door.
No unusual powers or abilities work, and any object that grants such skills has been removed.
Speak to your fellow captives?

SUNDAY
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One eye cracks open and she glances out of her cell, squinting to try and focus on the other cells and their occupants]
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He leans against the glass and rubs his face, trying to regain his bearings.]
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[Was this a new floor? She didn't remember coming here though. She traced the walls with her hands, making note of who else was there with her. Seven others, with her makes eight. For a moment she wondered if Vriska was behind this, but she quickly pushed that thought aside.]
[Instead she turned to the person in the cell next to her] Do you know where we are?
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What the---
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A slur of Spanish caught his attention -- none of them nice words, either; sitting up slowly to look through the doorway in hope of finding something. A jolt across from him turns his attention toward the girl he'd heard earlier, simply raising a questioning brow at her. It was pretty obvious she hadn't a clue, either.]
Fantastic. [And now he's muttering to himself, giving the scrubbed cell a once over...numerous times, that is]
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No luck.]
Son of a bitch! Where'd they take me? Where's Sam?!
[After a few more attempts to break the glass or plastic or whatever it is, he finally quiets down to a contemplative silence, glancing around at his fellow prinoners.]
Un-freakin'-believable...
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None of us know how we got here. Hopefully your friends back home. Or, in that tower still, but that couldn't be too lucky.
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MONDAY
TUESDAY
Arriving back
He lay in his cell, his legs curled underneath him as if he was really a deer and stared into the distance.
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All he could really do was wait until the poor remainder of a child finally woke up, and around then, they were taking another poor soul to that elevator.
Rushing over to fhe glass to get a good, hard look at Romeo, he called out to him. "What...what did they even do to you?" Because honestly, Dean hadn't ever seen something like this. And he had seen a lot.
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"...Oh my God."
Smooth Milagro.
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What do you say to that?
Instead she let's out a comforting "shh," like a mother calming her fussing child, "It will be okay." She hated the fact she said that, because if Romeo asked her how it would be then she would have no answer for him. Hopefully it would just spark some of his spirit.
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WEDNESDAY
THURSDAY
Returning (we can switch to prose if you want)
sob ;;
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FRIDAY
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He's keening softly, rocking back and forth, speechless with horror.
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SATURDAY
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As a matter of pride he forces himself to stand upright until they leave, his legs shaking with effort. As soon as they do he slumps against one of the cell walls and slides to the floor, unable to support his on weight with what little muscle he's been left with.]
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[Eventually it would stop, right?]
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this one got lost when LJ was being stupid
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