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Lab Rats (Original RP)



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(I know this has been done before, but I want to make a few twists to the once so old idea so hang in there when you read this)


Genetics Labs

Genetics Labs is a company owned by the government.
Their job is to find better ways to protect
the men in the military. Even if this means
human experimentation and messing with
the DNA of orphaned kids and teens.

No one comes looking for them and
this will go anywhere looking for love or a meal.
Not only that, but with the hormones going crazy
it helps make the processes work better and faster.

They soon find a few ways to remake
humans better just by working with and
messing with their DNA. Locked deep within
the Genetics Labs ground are super humans with
many different powers, but only powers that advance the human body.

After years of imprisonment can drive some people
crazy and this situation is no different.
Those that survived the experiments and
now are superhuman make a break for it.
A few make it out alive and are now on the run.

They are out to be free, and not destroy anyone.
Some wish to find a new place in life, many are
to look for a life that they lost, and some are just lost
within themselves.

The government is now after them. Not
just because they could be dangerous, but
to hide thier secret of human experimentation.
How will it end? Will they be free, be killed, or
doomed to experimentation for the
rest of thier lives?


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Rules:

1. No God-Moding
2. No Power-playing
3. No control over elements, Ex. no control over "darkness"
4. Romance PG-13
5. No killing other characters
6. Only Adaptations to the human body
7. At least ONE paragraph a post
8. post "RUN!" so I know you read the rules
9. HAVE FUN!!!



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Age:
Gender:
Adaptation:
Appearance:
History:

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Mine!​

Name: Kamrine Cleary

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Adaptation: Strong Skin (The skin is so strong it can deflect bullets, and knives, yet she can still feel the touch of the skin.)

Appearance: Evy wears a stretchy dark green miniskirt that has alittle lace at the bottom in black. Her top is a mid-drift tight fit that has 3/4 length sleeves and black. It vees down in the collar to show off alittle clevage. Over the black shirt is a dark green tank top that looks old with burn holes, tears, and holes. On Evy's feet she wears black boots that go alittle more than half way up her calfs. Evy is fair skined with just a touch of eye liner and mascara around her bright green eyes; her nose is a bit small and her lips are bigish with a natural red tint to them. Long Brown hair pulled back tightly in a high ponytail with some bangs falling out helps keep her hair out of her face. She wears no jewelry as it gets in the way, but on her right wrist lays a tatoo of a deep red rose with a twisting stem and leaves of green.

History: Kamrine can't remember much. The smell of the medicine and the feel of the metal tables. Then there was the prison where she watched kids come and go. Kamrine was one of the first to be brought in. A van came to the orphanage when she was 15. They took anyone over the age of 12, not tell them where they were going. Soon Kamrine learned to deal with the pain, but the pain would get worse. After all the needles began to break against her skin they had to move to making her physically swallow medicine and drugs.

When she finally met another like her who didn't die, but was different. His spit was acid, but didn't hurt him. He was forced to wear a mask that was resistant to the acid. It was heavy and because he was only 16, as Kamrine was 19, it created a curve in his spine; he walked around with a hump. They came up with a plan to escape together with others. The escape was the easy part. A screw driver to take off the mask, some acid spit and a "shield" to keep bullets away.

The hard part has just begun; getting away and never being found. Yet, that was until Kamrine lost her dear friend. He was caught because he ran so slow with his humped back. Shot in the back he slowly died there in Kamrine's arms. Now Kamrine has a new plan. She is no longer on the run, she is out to get Genetics Labs, and the military if she has to. Killing and hurting so many kids and for revenge for her lost friend. Now she is building up her army, and still on the run waiting for the perfect chance to fight back.​
 
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Name: Zaya Pettinickel
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Adaptation: Blade Appendages ( Her hands and feet can become sharp and blade-like in a instant )
Appearance: It has been awhile since Zaya could remember what she wore last, thanks to her straitjacket. She never did like the white suit that tied her hands back tightly, so she used her feet to paint a few random drawings ( made from blood of course ). Since she can't do anything with her hands, she can't exactly comb her hair. The midnight black mess is always tangled up, covering her face. The only thing most people see of her is two shiny emerald spheres that can be faintly seen. She was given a second straitjacket ( after many attempts at escaping ) for her legs, which are also white with a few splatters of blood.
History: Like most patients, Zaya actually had a life in which she could recall when times were down. Her parents were loving and caring. She couldn't be anymore happy. She did not know what to expect when a man and a woman came into her house one day. Her parents made her leave the room. After 15 minutes had passed, her mother came to get her. She picked her up and was heading for Zaya's room when she stopped. The woman from before stood in front of her. Her mother nodded and handed Zaya to her. The man from before gave her father a steel briefcase. Then, the man and woman left with Zaya. She did not get so much as a good-bye from her parents.

In a few years, Zaya would understand why she was given to those strangers. Her parents sold her. That briefcase was full of money to buy her. She could hardly believe her own parents would treat her like an object that could be easily sold from one person to another. This stress only added to her temperament. How could they give their only daughter away? Why did they? Zaya never could trust another living soul that dared to start any kind of relationship with her. She did not want to be treated as such ever again.

The man and the woman took her to a strange facility. They locked her in a cold and camp room. She would never see them again, as they were merely escorting the next experiment. For weeks, she was dragged out of her room and placed into a scarier one. She was strapped to an ice cold stable, being continuously injected with a silver liquid. The pain was unbearable. Her screams were too much for those who were hurting her that they gagged her. Afterwards, she would be thrown back into her room with a small plate of food that they considered her meal for the day. Day in, day out. Injections. Testing. Abuse. It was no surprise that she would snap.

Zaya just went ballistic one day during another session. She squirmed around like a cornered beast. Then, her arms started to turn into a dull gray. The straps that held her down snapped like string. She lashed out at the abusers, cutting them into ribbons. She discovered her new ability then. She could turn her arms into blades. She used this to kill off everyone in the room. But she was still subdued. They made her wear a straitjacket made of steel threads to prevent any other attempts at a massacre. After another attempt, they used a straitjacket on her legs as well. Even she had to be put into another room. Her mind was already gone. All there was left as anger, hate, and a lust for blood.
 
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Name: Aiden Roberts

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Adaptation: Aiden can create copies of himself. At the moment, he can only create 3-4 clones, but it should improve in the future.

Appearance: Aiden Roberts

History: Aiden was born into a normal family. He was the most respectable kid. He got good grades, never talked back, and even helped old ladies across the street. Unfortunatly, these things can't be said about Aiden. All of thos attributes were of his brother, Jimmy. His brother was the talk of the town. He was head of the football team, basketball, and baseball. He got straight A's, and had his whole life planned out, right after College. Aiden was the screw up of the family, getting nothing better than a C on all report cards. He messed around, pulled pranks, and tripped old ladies...XD...

On Aiden's 12th birthday, he got a knock at the door. A man dressed in black opened the door, and grabbed him. As Aiden was flung over the man's shoulder, he looked back to see both his parents and brother, watching him be taken away. He knew the reason was because of his bad behavior. His parents showed no emotion....it was as if they were happy to get rid of him.

He was taken somewhere, traveling for a few hours. He was knocked out by the man who picked him up. When he awoke, Aiden was spread out across a table, a bright light in his face. He looked over, as far as the restraints would let his head move, and he saw a man, in a white coat. He was injected with some sort of needle, and passed out. Hours later, he awoke in a cell. For the next few years, he was tested on, until that day.

Aiden lay on the hard ground they allowed the children to sleep in. He had been there for three years now, and noticed a few things. When the next session for his tests happened, Aiden was placed on the table. The needle was injected into his arm, and he exploded, causing the deaths of the two scientists working at the moment. Aiden had created a clone, and used the hole the clone's explosion caused to escape, running until he could run no more.
Theme Song: Your Not Alone - Saosin
Battle Theme: House of Wolves - MCR
 
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OOC: Everything looks good so far, but umm...Relliks Ban I want you to change your adaptation. You made it sound almost like both mine and UK's adaptation and I want everything to be different. Please and thank you
 
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Name: Ken Haburi

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Adaptation: Canine Mimicry (His fingernails grow, his teeth sharpen, and he can easily walk, run, and jump on all fours)

Appearance: (An old, tattered black vest with a white shirt underneath), (Khaki pants), (Black and red belt), (Brown, messy, long hair), (Blue eyes), (Spiked collar around neck), (Black skateboard shoes).

History: After Ken was born, his mother died. His father soon hated Ken for her death, and thought he had nothing left to look forward to in his life. He killed himself, leaving Ken alone in the world. He was quickly discovered, with his dead father there with him. Ken was taken to an orphanage for most of his life.

Life there was hard. As children grew up, they saw Ken's appearance, and quickly gained thoughts on him. His long hair, his somewhat sharp fangs, and the way he always wore a spiked collar around his neck, quickly made him weird and unwanted. He was considered a freak, and it hurt him. No one wanted him there. No one wanted him alive. No one loved him. He longed for the feeling of love.

When he turned 15, people came. They took him from the orphanage. He was happy at first. He thought he had finally found love. Then the experiments came. They experimented on him, giving him abnormal powers. The experiments continued for a year, and as he was 16 and fully understood his powers, he attacked the scientists. He ended up escaping, killing 4 scientists that did the experiments on him. He was then a stray dog, looking only for love from someone else.


How's that, BO?
 

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I have a question though where are we run!ning to, and how will we interact with each other? Are the posts more or less just us telling a story?

Name: Frank

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Adaptation: Frank has the ability to regrow any missing body features within 2 days at most. Meaning hair, limbs, teeth, etc.

Appearance: http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g179/The_Who_Factor/FrankZappa.jpg

History: Frank was fourteen when he was taken away. Before that, he was an average teenager. Slacking in school, smoking pot, drinking, just rbelling against all forms of authority. One day, he was at a friend's house smoking a joint when two ment burts through the door. Without so much as a word, he was dragged out of the house. One of the men even grabbed his blunt and started smoking it. He knew he was in deep shit.

He was brought to a facility where he recognized no one. His eyes glued to eveyr inch of the walls, thinking he could escape. He could not.

He was thrown in a cell type structure, one they used on crazy people, and left there for 4 days. He was not given food, water, a place to sleep, a palce to go to the bathroom, or any kind of human interaction. He was, in fact, alone for a full four days.

Then, they came. They barged into the room and through him into a lab. He saw others in other rooms, and questioned their sanity. He also questioned if his parent sbrought ihm to teach him a lesson about drugs and drinking.

Everything was loud around him, and they he heard it. It was like thunder, in his ear. He screamed, but no one seemed to hear. His thoughts changed, and he could not understand why. He was on the dark side of the moon. He was gone.

At one point, one of the members escaped, and he quickly followed. He wanted to ask why his parents boomed in his ear, why he did what they did.
 

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Name: Darius Carter
Age: 19
Gender: Male

Adaptation: Adrian's senses have been heightened far beyond human levels. His eyes allow him a sight range much farther than a normal human, he is also able to focus on very small objects and is able to hit them with uncanny precision. He ears allow him to hear things most ordinary people cannot, such as the firing mechanisms in a gun, this would allow him to dodge bullets, he can hear through soundproofed walls as well as the sound of a human heartbeat and it's patterns. His sense of touch is sensitive enough to detect the faint impressions of ink on paper, allowing him to read by touch. He is also able to feel minute changes in temperature and pressure due to body heat and air disturbance. Adrian’s sense of smell is enhanced enough to distinguish individuals by their natural odors, and remember and identify them no matter how they attempt to mask their scent, as well as track that individual scent through a crowd of people. His sense of taste is sharp enough to enable him to detect the number of grains of salt on a pretzel. Adrian senses grant him a superhuman level of kinesthetic awareness, a "radar sense" if you will, which greatly enhances his fighting skills. Adrian has extensive knowledge of pressure points, due to his training and radar sense. Due to his training by his father, and his self training, Adrian is a higly adept in kajukenbo of a unique martial art from a blend of "ka" ("karate"), "ju" ("judo"/"jujutsu"), "ken" ("kenpo"), "bo" (Chinese and American kick boxing)

Appearance: http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs15/f/2007/052/c/9/Tiger_Knee_by_mase0ne.jpg

History: Adrian was seventeen going on eighteen when the labs got him. Beforehand, he had actually had a lot going for him. He graduated from high school early and had already filed for independence. Money was never really an issue due to the trust fund his parents had left him. Before his father died, he was a marquee fighter for the World Fighting Conference and as such he brought in alot of money. This was also where Adrian learned to fight. His independence is was what let his kidnapping go under the radar. That day, he had just come home from the movies when two very large men jumped him, he managed to take down one of them, but the was then inoculated by the other.

Upon waking up he ravaged the lab, his senses soon overwhelming him due to their recent enhancements, however had caused him to faint, once he woke up, it was all black, all he heard were the drops of water from a leaky pipe, not to mention the gorans and screams of pain of the captives in the labs and cells. The room smelled of urine and human excrement, it was unbearable, he had to get out of there, he couldn't take another hour of this. Funny thing was that he hadn't been there fore more than a day. Luckily he could hear the heartbeat of an approaching guard, and because of his newly enhanced sense of smell; he could tell hat he was carrying food, if it could be called that.

This is when he took action, Adrian was already an athletic and acrobatic person prior to being captured, being a triple-athlete in high school. He jumped up and grabbed on to that leaky pipe that he had heard earlier clinging to it as if he were a splinter cell. Once the guard entered the room he noticed that Adrian was gone. The guard swept the room before looking up, only to see the heel of Adrian's shoe, that would be the last thing he saw until he woke up, by which time Adrian would really be gone. He soon returned home, all he could think about for the next week was that lab, the experiments, the prisoners. How long had they been there? What would have happened to him had he stayed? All of these things he had begun looking into. Now knowing what that was, he is now looking for a way to stop them.
 
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Everything looks good. Just remember to finish Lionheart!!!!

If one or two more people join we can start this RP so ask around!! Find people to join!
 
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Name: Logan/Krad Yuri

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Adaptation: Hostile duel personality. Logans brain has been implantet with numerous weapons trainnings. He has become a human weapon with the sound of a word he will lose his consiousness and will attack. Logan has a new name for himself when he is in this mode he calls himself Krad. After the damage is done Logan wakes up with no recolection of what has happened.

Apperance:http://www.nest.gliwice.pl/~daisy/img/Desktop/Spiral-Narumi_Ayumu.jpg

History: Logan was a school kid who just graduated High School. On that same day the labs got to him. They forced him on a table and there he sat for a whole year watch countless fighting movies. His eyes were forced open and a tube in his arm was his only sorce for food and water.

One day Jaden cracked and knocked his own self out. The scientist worried that there experiment was in jeapordy they unhooked him and pulled him of the table he sat on for one whole year his body sensing the change forced himself back to consiousness but the eyes that opened where not the eyes of Logan they were Krads.

Krad quickly grabed a scalple and cut two of the scientist necks then throught the scaple at the last scientist slicing through his eye. Krad blinked and reverted to Logan. Seeing what was around him he could not even imagine what had happened he quickly grabed his clothes and escaped the building. He needed to find what had happened since he was taken away. He now searches for his identity his place that he left. Logan also fears what he is he knows somthing is wrong and that his is a threat to everyone even himself.
 
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