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Post by Oz Bellamy on Sept 22, 2009 17:23:23 GMT
((This thread is for everyone who signed they're characters up for the inoculation's so we do ask you to be active, if there is a lax in activity however I will simply separate this into two threads between those who are active and those who aren't. You will be PMed if it makes you worse or not after you post here))
Oz sighed, he was outside a number of rooms, all of which had windows to hold back any higher levels who may react badly to the drug. Each room has a doctor in it and there were microphones in all the walls so they could hear each other, back when this place was an asylum in the simple days this would be a visiting room but now it was where volunteers of all levels could be tested on. Oz sighed and stood in front of them all, damn how he hated public speaking...
"Well I'd like to thank you all for joining us here for these tests, if you look to your right you have all been assigned a doctor, this person will inject you in a moment with what we call solution X This should help the problems you've been suffering from if not cure them." He explained. leaving out of course that this could make the disease worse, but he wasn't really expecting it to make them worse, well as long as it didn't mutate again it should be okay...
"To demonstrate how safe this all is I will be taking the first shot, and than the rest of you will also be injected, you can leave at any time and your attending doctor will escort you out." He smiled a little, only vaguely before injecting himself with the serum and winced a little as he pulled the needle out of his arm and watched as the others were all injected also and sighed sitting down as it went to his head, something was wrong...then again that could just be his paranoia kicking in but he felt nauseous and dizzy, but Lucia was over his shoulder, if they were ever to run more trials like this he'd have to act as though he was fine and so he just sat back in the chair forgetting that he was meant to be speaking to the others to tell them what to expect or to do if they felt ill.
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Post by Ladia on Sept 22, 2009 18:40:00 GMT
Ladia winces slightly as she is stuck with the needle and the medicine is injected in her system. She's hoping that, if this works, it would give her slightly better control over her wayward libido ability, and stop it from changing constantly. She rubs her arm while awaiting for the medicine to do its job. She just hopes she doesn't get worse.
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Post by Aisilyn Willow Bronwyn on Sept 22, 2009 18:46:08 GMT
Aisilyn had jumped at the chance to get this so called cure. She wanted to be better so she could leave the place. She didn't like that she was stuck here. Sure she wouldn't mind staying, but she was being forced to remain here against her will. That wasn't the way she wanted things.
She looked at the doctor as he readied the needle and then closed her eyes as she needle slid into her arm. She wasn't worried about this, but she still didn't like needles. Sure, cutting herself was no problem, but someone else injecting something into her bloodstream was a different story.
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Post by lizzie16 on Sept 22, 2009 20:03:43 GMT
Ari silently bared her arm and blinked at the jab of the needle. She shook her head and felt the need to sleep suddenly. "I...I...Oh Lord rest my soul," she murmured passing out on the floor. She lay still, barely breathing for a few moments before trying to move, finding it extremely difficult to do so. "What's happening?" Her body temperature seemed to rapidly decrease as she started shivering.
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Post by Saoirse Dieter on Sept 22, 2009 22:01:47 GMT
Saoirse had only signed up for this at the last minute, originally she had decided against it...these doctors never tell you everything. As she listened to the man on the stage she inform them how safe it was she relaxed slightly. Though, when she thought about it, it didn't really matter, there was no where else to go. Bored, she had decided to come to these trials to see if the injection would help her sleep, she hadn't slept in days.
Rolling her shirt sleeve up she shoved her arm under the doctors nose, just as he was about to stick her arm with the needle, she felt it. Her arm started to jitter uncontrollably, it had only started a while ago, and Saoirse was finding it very frustrating. Her eyes bored into the doctor as he realeased her arm as quick as he took it, "What, you never seen someone shake before? Bit of nicotine is sure to help." Flashing him a smile she held her own arm down and tried to cajole the doctor into injecting her while she still shook, but he wasn't happy.
"You either inject me or I'll do it doc." Just as he reached over to put the needle into her arm the jitters stopped and the doctor visibly relaxed, administering the injection. As he pulled the needle out of her arm he didn't get the puncture wound covered quickly enough and her blood started to pool around the injection sight. Shifting her weight she stared at her own blood, almost willing it to show some outward sign of change. The doctor put a swab over the wound, and Saoirse felt a sudden burst of anger. "I can do that myself." She raised slightly off the chair and dragged it as far away from the doctor as she could. Removing the swab she started prodding the injection sight with morbid curiosity.
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Post by Kinsey Daimon on Sept 22, 2009 23:01:16 GMT
Kinsey just wanted this to be over with. She wanted this virus gone! She was sick of it all: the tests, the confinement, the sneezing, the isonmia. She was sick of it all! She just wanted to get this thing and go home! Not that she would be welcomed anyways. Kinsey sighed as she stared off at the dorr. Shia and Forrest were right outside the door. And surprisingly, they were all calm and behaving. Maybe they knew how important this was to her. Kinsey hissed as she felt the needle in her arm. Suddenly she was overpowered by a sickingly sweet smell. "Oh my god what is that?!" she yelped as she leapt to her feet. She covered her nose cringing. The smell was so sweet...she almost got sick. Kinsey was calmed down and she slid back into the chair. She just looked like she was gonan get sick at any moment...
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Post by Trevor Ramirez on Sept 22, 2009 23:42:17 GMT
"Uno, dos, veintitrés, treinta y uno, de dieciséis años..." one, two, twenty three, thirty one, sixteen... Trevor sighed as he just started naming off random numbers under his breath. He was tired, he was sick and he was grouchy dang it! He more or less ran at the chance to get the cure shot. Of coruse he didn't know it could make him worse. All he knew ws that he wanted to get better and go home! He leaned back into the chair arms hung limply over the side. The lack of sleep was definitely getting to him. The long gashes had healed leaving four pale white scars cirling his arms. Oy why did he ever want to leave home to begin with? If he knew this was gonna happen, he definitely would have stayed his ass where he was! He lifted his head up as someone gently shook him. They had asked him if he was next to get the shot but he didn't understand them! He just nodded his head ready to take the dern thing and go! He barely even felt the needle as it went into his arm he was go out of it. Then the doctor went away and Trevor just laid back into the chair and clsoed his eyes. Man he hoped this worked!
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Post by Ladia on Sept 22, 2009 23:44:25 GMT
Ladia wrinkles her nose. That sweet scent she always smelled since she got infected has suddenly become a LOT sweeter. She closes her eyes and uses her nose to follow that smell. It's coming from the doctor. She opens her eyes, and pounces on the poor woman, her mouth open to take a bite out of her. That smell is too sweet for someone with as big a sweet-tooth as Ladia to resist. She bites down on the woman's arm, drawing blood. Once she tastes the blood, she KNOWS what that smell was and starts sucking on the woman's arm, trying to drink all the woman's blood.
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Post by Morrigan Alexander Arma on Sept 30, 2009 21:46:55 GMT
Occ:red-Italian
Morrigan wobbled into the room. Completely white walls, with a chair in the middle, a doctor near the chair with a needle, and a window. Plexi-glass, by the looks of it. She sat down shakily on the small chair. The smallest traces of a smile spread across her face. "No sleep. Stayed up all night with a book and a diet pepsi max." The doctor shook his head disapprovingly. She managed to shrug, still jittery from the 3 full bottles she had downed.
Morrigan managed to keep still for the seconds it took for the doctor to give her the shot. The jitters came back, all at once. She started shaking violently. Outside the window, There was a man, looking at the other windows she remembered seeing as she came in. Look in here damn you. HELP ME.
Her arms, her legs, pain shot through them like giant needles. She fell off the chair, a burning feeling filled her body. Fire?! She looked around frantically, shaking. She gazed over at the window.
"Potrei morire accidenti a te! Salvami!" I might be dying damn you! Save me!She screamed. Morrigan stood up from where she was, running towards the window. Her speed made it only a few strides.She banged her fists against the window frantically, tears streaming down her face.
Morrigan backed away, pain shooting through her body as it shook violently. She screamed, furious. They hadn't told her about this. Power blasted through her, and she called every single bit of water in the room, from the water in the air, to the chair (which crumbled to dust). Her hair floated around her face, a few small strands of hair framing her angular face.
The power blasted out, all at once. Everything froze where it was, even down to the last strand of her hair. The ice was crystal clear, but her eyes were closed when it happened, so she couldn't see outside. She opened her eyes using her ability of hydro-kinesis. She saw nothing but fire. Her scream echoed through the ice, as it receded to form a single, solid, protective sphere around her.
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Post by rinesrooinw on Nov 5, 2013 14:16:30 GMT
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