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.

[identity profile] 2nd-dii2ciiple.livejournal.com 2011-10-10 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Part of it. I can't tell when I'm looking at, and it keepth flipping around randomly.

[identity profile] 2nd-dii2ciiple.livejournal.com 2011-10-10 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Luckily Ψiioniic was from a race with lots of practice ducking each other's horns when in close contact; he didn't even have to think about it to adjust his position so he didn't get poked. Though man, Romeo had a seriously impressive rack. Ψiioniic held him a little closer, since he seemed to want the contact.]

Yeah, it giveth me migraineth at the betht of timeth, and I've got a whopper right now. And thith place... the thcreamth of the soon to be dead are always loud here, that doesn't help. [He laughed bitterly] That'th the one power they don't theem to have methhed with.

[identity profile] 2nd-dii2ciiple.livejournal.com 2011-10-10 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
From about a week before thomeone dieth until the moment of their death, I hear them screaming in my mind. Conthtantly. [He shrugs] It'th actually a lot better here, there'th fewer people here to die, even though we're all getting killed at a dithturbing rate. One of the joyth of having a mutant brain to go along with all my other mutationth.

[identity profile] 2nd-dii2ciiple.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Not really, I'm kind of uthed to it. Like I said, it doethn't bother me as much, here. [He's starting to calm down, and he's not lisping as badly. Trying to comfort Romeo has given him something other than his own terror to focus on.]

[identity profile] 2nd-dii2ciiple.livejournal.com 2011-10-14 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
((The phantom things coming out of the body are Kanaya's I think, Ψ doesn't have them))

That'th your friend, right? I don't know if I'm all that brave, but thank you. I think it's a lot easier to be brave when you have people you can trutht at your back. So as long ath we all stick together, we can all be brave. Right?