Sign Ups: http://kh13.com/forum/topic/51364-unfair-roleplay-sign-ups-and-discussions/

 

(Now, the people can show their personalities, meeting other people, etc, the homicidal's can kill someone random if you want. Just start off anywhere before the madness ensues)

 

 

Celandine was doing little. Just relaxing, soothing in a warm, hot bath, with only the sound of water steaming. Much more pleasant than people. The room was simplistic and plain-- small as well, even for being an apartment. Apartment number 16, of the Sacred Heavens apartment complex. Sacred heavens, it was just the opposite. How ironic. The walls and floor were white tile, with no other color in the room. The rest of the rooms had dim, hardly used lights, and the curtains that covered every window ultimately made most of the house gray and bleak, as if in a black and white old film, especially with the large moon that was there tonight. The apartment building was low on technology for living in the 2000's, they were all for media and social networking anyways. No need. (There's an electrical outlet right there.) Celandine thought to herself. (Perhaps I should just kill myself here. Let myself die. I'm ready for it.) She continued thinking. (That would be the best thing to do.) A grandather clock ticking like a metronome could be heard as well, the one sound breaking the silence of the building. (If so many people have died by me, I should just go too. Be back with them. If they would accept me-- if they didn't lie to me when they were alive. Like...him.) She didn't bother even thinking of his name. Rather than just cutting out his pictures from the walls, all the pictures were taken down. Each and every one. Thrown away, like if she would be able to throw away her memories just by giving up the mementos. Such an epoch of memories that scarred her. (I can always "accidentally" overdose my depressants too.)

 

Joshua stayed cuddled up, trying to sleep in the darkness of the orphanage. He slept better there than on the streets, where he was most of the time. But the orphanage was nice enough to let him stay only some of the time, since he didn't want to stay there forever. He had parents, at least-- he wasn't abandoned. Just....left alone, after a fire. It still seems a bit early to go back to school at this point, what with no money or knowledge of where exactly things were. Not after so long, at least. Joshua thought to himself, unable to sleep at this rate, his head was always flooded in thought, it was hard to concentrate on not thinking, and sleeping. (The people here keep telling me I should stay here. Yeah, I guess living alone outside is dangerous, and not just because I'm eleven. People can be mean sometimes too, so they're always warning me.) Joshua thought. He exhaled a soft sigh as all the other kids slept. (If you're nice enough to them, they wont be as hard on you though, right?) He thought, questioning himself. (I don't know.) Joshua turned over, cuddled and wrapped in his blanket still, trying to fall into a state of sleep.

 

Blood splattered on the white walls, a goo of.red slowly dripping down each second. But Isaac kept his sense of calmness longer. Someone else, a rather good-looking woman was taken down and onto a bed odf sortas. It tied them down, keeping them from escaping or troublemaking. The lady screamed in utter terror and pain, unheard by all. Isaac lived in an extremely large mansion, the laboratory being in the below basement where no one was heard. The majority of the house was kept rather tidy. The foyer hung its golden chandelier of candles in the center of the room, with a red and gold rug under. The first door lead to the living room, straight ahead from the large brown door was the grey double-door that lead to the living room. There was also a cozy library, a tidy kitchen, quite a few nice but dull and grey bedrooms, and even an attic. The laboratory was mostly white with occasional stained red of blood. The upper basement floor was where he was now, taunting and dissecting the woman. Below, in the lower basement floor was where experiments were held. Machines for genetic engineering and such. Inhuman screeches, yelps, and screams were heard there, all animalistic, and of rage, sorrow, melancholy, and such emotions. The animals begged with as much emotion as a dying human. Isaac would know. These animals were all more than one...in one. Chimeras, if you will. Isaac kept the woman under check. His dagger was placed by her neck as he slowly pulled up the woman's shirt without resistance. "Lovely...simply lovely." He grinned. He spoke in a calm tone, in the voice a scientist would, if that makes sense.

"Truly lovely. I'll keep it for my own." He said. The woman's scream was worse than a banshee's, yelping in complete pain, far worse than a horror movie. Crows in the frontyard heard, flocking away immediately. "Ahahahah HAHAHAHA~~!" Isaac came to madness again, his voice completely different now. Demented, like a demon's, but more fearsome. Sooner than later, the woman stopped screaming. Dead, and in dozens of pieces. "The experiment was a success." Isaac smirked and left upstairs with a demented smile and a bloodied face and shirt. His glasses were stained with red, and a body lied there-- or rather, the body's remains. It was all completely indistinguishable-- cut up and dissected into pieces where the body couldn't be identified. A bloody mess, quite literally.

 

"Tell me, how do you feel? Such betrayal is no satisfactory deal, however, it is no reason to be of such melancholy. Open up your heart to me, I will understand. I have felt this pain you feel now. Talking to me will make you feel better, trust me. Let us begin." Doctor Daniel Zirxes, or Doctor Zirxes, told a lady who had been appointed to the doctor before. This was a psychiatric interrogation room, inside the doctor's own house. The room was purely cream colored along the walls, ceilings, and even carpet floors. The doctor spoke in a calm voice, but still mildly raspy and old. Psychiatry was his thing, and he always had people reveal the truth, even if they don't want to at first. This is how they became vulnerable-- when shrouded by thoughts and standing in awe of their foolishness and unawareness. The lady sat down in a brown chair, in front of Doctor Zirxes on a wood table. "We should start from the beginning, please, what is your name?" The doctor asked the lady. "Diana." She answered. "Ah, yes, Diana, please: we should start. You see, my parents were always so neglective and cruel to me. I never spent a moment of free time with them, as much as I wanted to. They even had a conversation about disowning me. It broke my heart overhearing the talk about such a thing, and I grew even more neglected, until I was finally abandoned. Tell ME now, Diana, what were your parents like?" The doctor asked her. Yes, he told her a brief, yet fake summarization of a life, in order to strike a tad of guilt into her heart. Shed be more carefree now, focusing on the doctor's sadness as she told about her own.

 

"Shh, shh, hush now pretty. You wouldn't want my old wife to hear me chatting with another lady, now would we?" Joe asked somewhat sarcastically to his next victim, tied down and strapped over the mouth as well as she tried screaming. Joe spoke in a deep voice. He didn't stutter, but still talked slow. He kept a butcher knife in his right hand, brushing the girl's face with his left hand. Joe's old wife was a mispronounced saying, supposed to be his late wife-- dead. "Oh, well. I guess she'll just make me wash those damned dishes again. What a chore. I kept telling her to buy paper plates, but she didn't listen." Joe muttered. He dug his knife into the knee of the woman. "Oh, well, I guess. It's nice having someone willing to hear me out. You're a real friend. Other people are pretty damn rude. Oh, well. What can you do?" He muttered again, chopping down at the other knee. "Its been nice talking to you." Joe slashed off both her arms now. The girl stopped screaming, unable to with a lack of blood. "Bye. You'll make a good meal. Your lady parts are big enough to chew on. I finished all the sauces though. Oh, well." Joe finished as he slashed her neck. The pieces were thrown into a hunk of metal in the corner of the room. The place was a butcher shop, closed at this time. This was in the attic. Downstairs was a room where the meat was hung and cut-- the regular meat. Actually, human meat was down there too, for people to buy. Not that the customers knew 'bout it though. Its labeled beef. There's a freezer down there too, preserving all the meats that were going bad. Joe walked to the machine the body parts were thrown in. He turned a crank as he slowly hummed the children song: The Wheels on the Bus go Round. Out came pieces of meat out the machine-- red and in chunks. Yes, a meat grinder.

 

(Five of the six of my characters. Phew. I'm only posting as them all to start out.)

"Yeah yeah...It's harder for me to die anyway..." I telepathically said breathing out. It was harder wasn't it? Maybe my body became used to all the cutting and became stronger...who knows. Besides the fact I was half robot thanks to the scientist... Mostly it was only in the brain that they changed me but I think they did something to my arms as well... When ever I cut myself I would find metal...in the very center of my arm and I never knew what it was. However then I wondered...where were we even going?

"My apologies." Zirxes said calmly to Natsumi. "However, what has been done in the past cannot be mended, fixed, or prevented. I understand the faults I committed and am willing to accept some consequences for it. I would indeed like to assist, but it is far too kate to ask of your consent based on what I previously did. And yes, Joe is indeed in the wrong. By all means, he is guilty and needs to be jailed. But, infering from the scuffle that went on only a few minutes ago, he must have escaped." Zirxes made his first and soft sigh of the day, sitting upright. "The conversation keeps reverting to my excluded rights towards this investigation. What hasn't been done," Zirxes' eyes turned bolder and more direct to Natsumi, "is question the officers here at the station why they actually LET me thoroughly browse through this criminal investigation."

 

Joshua looked up at the officer with the faintest of smiles. (A donut? I guess I shouldn't question gags in common cartoons...I mean, I did slip on that banana peel once.) Joshua thought. He accepted and took the donut happily. "Thank-you. I guess it probably will take a while." Joshua said to the officer. He sat and flailed his legs boringly, chewing on the donut. It was glaze, delicious.

((Not to be...ok, I sorta am annoyed. I can't answer Zirxes question because and continue because no cop would have let a civilian do so. I could play it he did so behind their backs but that seems unlikely so I have no clue wtf to do ))

(Well that's the thing...Natsumi wouldn't know what certain cop, or what exactly happened, but Zirxes DID get it all out "somehow". It wasn't just "Sure, look through the records!")

"Here's the thing. No cop or detective would ever fork it over willingly. So I'll add blackmail, forcex coerision, and some other charges. Piling up there. Killing you now seems more merciful."

She scowled. "Why dis you even give a damn about this case anyways? Joe wasn't on your lovely list of mentally disturbed people. Yes we know of your ward. We sepinaed your records. Well, Jacob did."

 

((More gas to the pyre...))

"Unfortunately for this investigation and interrogation, the information WAS given to me. Waltzing on over and peeping into the records isn't exactly easy for a man like myself, I was let in." Zirxes explained to Natsumi even more. This interrogation could drag on. Then again, it was an interrogation. Nothing new. "This case was quite interesting what with the inclusion of outlawed sarin. But we both know that is not my primary reason or concerned. No, Joe was not on my list of mentally disturbed people. However, Ember, the victim, was. Her falling into such a tragedy was truly heartwrenching, even if I am one who hides it behind my conflicted and stable emotion."

Ember ducked in panic when she heard Law"s careful call. The bullet ricocheted behind her. She stood again, and looked around. The cop was still a little shocked, and Law... was out the window!? Well, she'd have to at least look. Ember ran over to the window, and looked out. A grappling line was attached to the sill. Taking a deep breath, as climbing wasn't her thing, but she started down anyway. Ember reached the ground quickly and painlessly. She turned to Law, and shrugged. "What now?"

"Your resistance level is high if you can't die easily..." Kuroko said, looking at Virus seriously.

"I'm Kuroko Shichi...people call me Kuro though. My name means "Dark Child" and my last name bleeding death...that is not my real name and not a single being will know my real name...what is you name? Do you have one?" She asked, opening the door to her stolen house.

(Akito needs to talk!)

(sorry, what'd I miss)

(sorry, what'd I miss)

((For me, Zion let Jay in to spend the night. If Kanae comes now, she'll catch Zion awake and can see Sora, as she'll be waking up in a bit. Natsumi is interrogating Zirxes, and Ember and Law are escaping the hospital. Oh, and Joshua has a glazed donut.))

 

Natsumi scowled. "Coming back to blackmail. Which I'll throw at you if it means you stay the F*ck out of my investigation and behind bars where I know for sure you're not gonna piss me off."

She stood. "You're attorney will be here soon. Thank you for your cooperation."

She left to find Joshua.

 

Zion was halfway done with her BLT.

It was an epic BLT.

(Isaac and Joe are also into the next city-- the next county-- where a different police station must handle things there. Also, it was a darn good donut.)

 

"Blackmail? Not quite." Zirxes uttered just as Natsumi left. (Wherever she will go afterwards, I'm going to have to locate Ember before my psychiatry ward begins. It's out of this police station's hands now, either way. They are prohibited from interfering with events going on there.) Zirxes thought calmly.

 

Joshua was eating his glazed donut passionately and delightfully. Slowly-- savoring every last bite of the sticky pastry. Soon enough, he chewrd and gulped down the last bite. A tragedy. The world was to cease it's rotation and stop as the donut was completely devoured. For time would stop, madness would ensue, chaotic bedlam would arise, and humanity would be of melancholy, and utterly filled with despair. But...it was a pretty worthwhile donut.

Anyway, Joshua sat boringly once more after that donut. He heard footsteps coming nearer, it was probably Natsumi! He was ready to go home, or at least somewhere else. It was boring here, and the walls were too thick to overhear the interrogations from the room he was in. But he felt eager and mildly excited. If he were a dog, his tail would wag. If he were a cat, his eyes would shine brightly. If he were a horse, his tail would wag as well. If he were a reptile, nothing would really change. If he were monkey, his tail would wag-- because monkeys wag their tails a lot-- regardless of their situation. Basically, Joshua was eager to leave. And that's all.

"Running, my pyro-maniacal friend, running." With that comment Law suddenly raced towards the parking lot, in particular a large red pickup truck with a huge canister of gasoline in the back.

 

He turned back while continuing to move, "Well, you coming along for the ride or what?"

"I don't remember my name.......or had one to begin with....... All I remember is people calling me Virus...the word repeats in my head....every second...all day long.....for years....and years to come. I don't know if I had a last name.....or parents to have a last name..." My vision started to get better...I could see the outline of the building...and slightly of the girl's face. Kuro...huh? I was curious what my real name would be as well... I maybe could find it in the laboratory...but if I went back to that place...I would probably go mad. Maybe Z knew...but he was dead... My arms started to hurt more and my head hurt more as well...

"Virus, hm? I wonder if there is a catch to that..." Kuro said, being careful for once as she sat Virus down against a wall as she began observing his wounds.

He was pretty bad hurt, and Kuroko was pretty confused at how to actually help him. A thought came to her head. It was a rather brutal way to treat his wounds, however it would get her payback on not killing Virus, but it would help him in the end.

"It's okay Virus, I'll help you....one minuet..." She said, a small dark smile forming on her face.

Kuroko began walking around in search for the mightily painful peroxide.

I already knew it was going to be something bad, always expected the worst. But it wasn't any different from that place so...it wouldn't hurt as bad... I remember having to heal as I was surrounded with whatever chemicals they used... My vision was getting better but my head and wounds weren't. I might as well make myself completely blind...and rely on what they did to me... It's what they wanted... laid there expecting her to pour something like bug spray on my cuts. Or at least salt water if she wasn't going to kill me now she would at least damage me greatly. At least it would calm down her sanity...even if only a little. I closed my eyes....

(lol...bug spray?! Salt water would hurt like hell...)

 

Kuro hummed a rather unknown song to others...however it was a very frimilair tune to her. She obviously hummed the high parts down an octive. She continued humming as she sat down on her knees beside Virus with a small bottle of peroxide in her hand.

Kuro rather recklessly began pouring the burning oxygen-chemical on the boy in front of her. It must have hurt like hell, and Kuro did not want Virus to hold back his pain. She wanted to see every small bit of his suffering. A laugh tried to escape from Kuroko's mouth, however her humming and small smile kept it held back.

((Yes bug spray I heard it works like poison...if use correctly))

I knew exactly what it was...peroxide... If I didn't want to die I would have to try to become a lifeless doll again, but it didn't hurt as much as being burned alive... I bit my lip...enough to make it bleed, I didn't have enough energy to clench my fist... Nor let words escape my mouth, I couldn't really make a sound. Except for a gasp but that was when the micro chip in my brain made me basically 'turn off'. I was again...a lifeless puppet, my head drooped down as did my arms....

Kuro stopped pouring the burning substance on Virus as his head dropped down, she placed the now empty bottle of liquid next to her as she looked rather concerned at Virus.

"Did I kill him....I wasn't trying to kill him..." She said quietly, poking him a bit.

Kuro stood up, throwing the bottle in a small empty trash can and sighing. She began to wrap Virus's wounds with medical tape she found in a cabinet. Usually she would use this to wrap some of her cuts she inflicted on herself.

In about ten muinets, Kuro was done covering Virus's many wounds. She literally dragged the lifeless body into her room since he was in an empty living room before hand.

Kuroko lugged him onto her bed that only contained a close-knitted white blanket, several sheets and one rather flat pillow that looks like it was stolen from a hospital.

After Virus was layed comfortably on the bed, Kuro grabbed the jars of ashes, storing them in her closet. Then she sat on the white carpeted floor that had nothing but the bed in the room.

My micro chip was rebooting making me open my eyes as my vision got more clear... But there was a blue loading symbol in my eyes. I sat up looking around seeing Kuro and my wounds wrapped up. I whinced a little feeling some of the left over pain and burning of the peroxide. What I wondered about was why I shut down- Memory...was coming back to me... A pure white bed and someone coming in the door, screaming... Screaming what? What was it? It sounded like a 'K' something of a 'K'.... Who was the person...it was a woman's voice... Could it have been my mother? I put my left hand over my left eye sighing... What was that?

"You woke up so soon, didn't you Virus?" Kuro said suddenly, probably freaking him out.

"Do you remember who I am Mr. I am going to pass out because Kuroko tried killing me with peroxide when actually she was really actually trying to help me?" She sighed.

"At least I did help you. Even though that may have caused you pain, it helped you..." Kuroko said, a small smile on her face.

I stared at her as the loading symbol in my eyes kept going. "I can't help it 'they' never completely fixed me. So if my body, especially my blood comes in contact with any liquid I short circuit and pass out... But thanks, you could off burned me more if it made you satisfied..." I was basically a robot more robot then I thought... 3 years after the test I gave up on food and water, because it would always make me pass out. I programmed my micro chip to shut down almost all my organs and their functions. I was dead inside and I found out why I was a Virus. I couldn't swim and a lot of kids did drown be back then...

"No...it would be no more fun... Plus I'm not that insane...." Kuro said, her smile fading away.

"Unless you would like me to burn you...." She said, standing up.

She was silent for a moment as she stared at the loading symbol in Virus's eyes.

"Can you see now...Virus?" Kuroko asked.

"Eh a little." I saw her long hair and a blurry red eye. I squinted my only eye and looked down, "It still really hard to see..." The loading symbol stayed for a while and I heard a 'reboot complete'. I looked back up seeing the outline of Kuro's face and saw the covered eye. She seemed like a normal looking school girl almost. "I can see better though I won't have to use my micro chip to walk around anymore..." I looked around seeing a lot of grey and blacks. Reminding me of the lab being all dark being barely able to see and the only thing being able to see... Is that TV and the metal bars caging you as you watched that massacre....

Kuro nodded, staring at Virus again.

"You don't have to leave Virus...you were in the forest beforehand...and maybe you don't have a roof to hide under, so you can stay here if you want..." she said a bit creepily.

Kuroko made her gaze of Virus eventually fade away.