http://spiritsup.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] spiritsup.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2011-10-09 03:56 pm

[Event, returning from surgery, open]

Characters: All those who were expermimented on if they want and everyone else
Setting: Cafeteria, morning
Format: Whatevers easiest
Summary: Those that were taken a week ago are left in the cafeteria, changed and somewhat broken. (I'm starting with Romeo, and then everyone can just make their own threads/reply to each other/tag around. I just thought this would save 8 very similar different threads)
Warnings: Horror, description of body modification horror, trauma, angst, unplesentness. Probably lots of anger

Romeo had barely struggled when he was taken a week ago but now he was angry. The bad people had hurt them all, did awful things to them. He shouted at them and was ignored, he tried to bash them with his antlers but it did nothing. Soon they were left in the cafeteria. It had only been a week but everything had changed. Romeo had fallen once they had put him down, he still wasn't good at walking and he looked around. The cafeteria was exactly the same though it seemed that the whole tower should have changed, become even scarier than it already was. He looked at his mouth, so strange and protruding out of his face and then down at his legs, four of them now not two. They looked strange in a way they hadn't in the cells. They had been a scary place and the face that he now had hooves and antlers hadn't been as horrifying as it was now he was in a normal place. A place he had been for a long time now.

He looked at the others and tried not to cry, he had cried so much already and it wouldn't keep anyone's spirits up. Now they were back they had to act strong and brave because they would be seeing their friends. Those that were hopefully safe. With a determined look Romeo struggled to his feet and stood, staying very close to the others, scared even now he was no longer imprisoned. "It will be alright." He whispered, both to himself and to those around him. They just had to keep their spirits up, and no matter what they had to keep living.
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[personal profile] fifty 2011-10-09 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[America's eyes are wide, processing this. He knew the tower was some sort of trap, some kidnapping scheme or something, but he couldn't imagine something this bad happening. Fury pierces his mind, and he wants to go off and tear through that staff elevator and fix everything right now, but he holds off, although just barely.]

I'll--Um. I'm sorry, I--Can I help?

[identity profile] princesslantern.livejournal.com 2011-10-09 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
You can help me kill every single one of those bastards.

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[personal profile] fifty 2011-10-09 03:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Well--well yeah.

[The fury bubbles up again.]

But I mean--Maybe there's someone here who can fix you guys! Then we can go beat up whoever did this.

[He sounds a bit desperate to fix this, really.]

[identity profile] princesslantern.livejournal.com 2011-10-09 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
I know a few people who could fix it, but none of them are here. I don't know how we'd get my bones back either.

I need to get rid of them so this never happens again.
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[personal profile] fifty 2011-10-09 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Someone has to know! I'll find someone, there's a lot of people in this place, so-- Someone has to be able to do something.

[America sounds like he is perfectly willing to walk up and down the halls for days interrogating everyone in the tower on their healing abilities.]

[identity profile] princesslantern.livejournal.com 2011-10-09 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
You think so? Maybe--

Was everything okay while I was gone?
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[personal profile] fifty 2011-10-16 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Nothing really happened, except a lot of us got these notes putting us in groups.

[identity profile] princesslantern.livejournal.com 2011-10-18 03:19 am (UTC)(link)


Groups!