(@Alex MyDuDe AyYyYY wassup)
Aza sat behind the desk, buried in a copy of Great Expectations. She unconsciously pushed her glasses up her nose, twisting a lock of black hair around her fingers. She tugged it hard and winced slightly. A tongue of flame flickered behind her. "Flamethrower, you keep distracting me," she hissed, annoyed.
Xenia sits in the corner of her room, where it's the darkest in all the cell. She hums a old tune she's been humming since she's learned it, listening to every sound outside of her cell, hoping they don't open the door with the lights on again.
Solidifying to the sound of a screeching cat had not been high on Ghost's list of things to do today. Loud noises made the already painful process of becoming real again that much more painful. Unfortunately, they didn't have much of a choice. Dr. Callaghan had arrived at the lab in one of his very curious and mysterious moods that day, and was conducting and experiment. What that experiment was, Ghost could only guess, as Callaghan merely smiled mysteriously whenever the Anomaly asked.
Whatever this experiment was, however, it seemed to involve high pitched noises being played every three hours or so. Granted, the pitch lowered each time, but it was still enough to drive Ghost half crazy. Ghost lay limply on the floor after the cat noise had faded, scarlet lightning bolts fading slowly from his vision. Ghost closed his eyes and waited to either be able to move again, or to dissolve into mist. Hopefully, by the time either if those happened, Callaghan would be gone.
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Dr. Callaghan's office had been taken over by cacti again. The spiky plants in their carefully labeled pots covered every available surface until there was no room for work of any kind. Melvin sighed. It would seem he'd have to get rid of a few. Or maybe a lot. He picked up four cacti (Rufus, Calliope, Thomas, and Edward) and left his office in search of collegues and anomalies to give them to.
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Harley finished up her notes. She stuffed them into a folder, which promptly went into the metal filer at the other end of the lab. She re-adjusted her lab coat and pushed her hair back. She hadn't realized she had spent this much time on her notes, and she wasn't sure if she had closed the cell door for 049. She walked out of the lab to go check.
Melvin spotted Harley and hurried over to her. He couldn't remember if he'd given her a cactus yet or not. If so, then what was the harm if giving her another one? "Hello, Harley, do you have a moment?" He said, adjusting the cacti in his arms so they wouldn't fall.
Flamethrower gave a chirping noise. "That's disappointing," he said in a rasp. The flame flickered out with a last, "Catch me if you can!" Aza leaped up and slammed her book down, darting out the door. Flying past Melvin, she muttered a hurried "Flamethrower ran away again, gotta go bye!"
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Harley turned to Melvin.
"Oh! Hi Callaghan." Harley smiled, then spotted the cacti. Oh boy…
"You'd better catch 'im!"
Aza cast a glance over her shoulder. "Yeah, that's the goal!"
Melvin offered out a cactus, Edward, to Harley, wobbling a bit when Aza ran past them. "I can't remember if I've asked you this already…. Would you like to adopt one of my cacti?" He asked her, "They're very easy to take care of, I promise."
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Harley looked down at Edward.
"Sure, I don't see why not." She smiled, taking Edward from Melvin.
Anton
As Anton walked down the halls, he spotted Aza, then realized what she was darting after. He too ran behind them, although he made it sure he was to stay behind them; though at enough distance to not fall behind. Just in case, y’know?
Tool
Tool also approached the hall, but opted to approach Melvin and Harley. The anomaly floated its way over, out of curiosity to investigate what was currently going on.
Xenia hears the cacti exchange outside. She wonders what the hell a cactus is.
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Harley shifts Edward to her left arm.
"So, what's its name?"
"His name is Edward," Melvin said, smiling a little, "They only need water about once a month." He adjusted the rest of the cacti so they were distributed in his arms better.
"You don't happen to know of anyone else who might want to adopt a cactus?" He asked, "Perhaps one of the friendlier anomalies? Oh! Tool, how about you?"
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Harley thought for a moment.
"Perhaps 049? I know they enjoy taking care of things. And Edward is a good name."
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Harley laughed.
"Melvin, I think you have a taker."
Xenia knocks on the wall, trying to get the others attention.
Some of the anomalies were noisy, and would scream day in and day out. Vey thought that she would be able to focus while in a new room, but it seemed to drive her more crazy. Instinctively her finger tapped on her book, it was one of those things you do but don't realize you're doing it. "Void, calm down." The guard cautiously walked toward her. He was trained to take care of her fits or even learned how to calm her down. No, all he had to do was watch her in case of a spirit. If it hot any worse he would have to get a scientist, or that's what he was told at least. "I'm fine, just stop talking." Covering her ears, she began to hum the same song she always does.
(Sorry this is late. Can my anomaly be a new one that is just being brought in?)
Anomaly
Name: Camilla, 0265
Gender: Female
Cell: Looks like a fairly normal bedroom. There is a bed, a bookshelf, and a dresser. But there is no electricity in the room. The only light comes from a candle that has a cover, so she can't touch the flame. The candle is remote controlled via the scientists. The bed does not have any blankets (because she has tried to hang herself with blankets before). Instead, the temperature of the room is regulated enough so she never needs a blanket. She is allowed to have small wires, magnets, and batteries in her room. She enjoys playing with them, and can usually use them to calm down. There is also a chair with straps attached to it for when she gets too rowdy.
Personality: Sometimes will kick and scream, but only when provoked. Occasionally if a scientist or other staff tries to talk to her, she will go on a rant about how inhumane this is, and talks about how she would rather die. Besides these outbursts, she hardly talks.
Abilities: 0265 can control and generate electricity. She is constantly generating electricity, but can rarely control it enough to shut down the whole building, because she is usually too upset. Controls her powers best when she is in control of her thoughts. 0265 usually gets too upset to control her thoughts and is easily overwhelmed. She wears gloves that remotely collect the electricity she is constantly generating. On a typical day, 0265 generates enough electricity to power a medium-sized city for two days. 0265 also does not require water or much food, though she does enjoy food.
Weaknesses: Water. It disrupts her power and makes her feel empty, lost, and scared. She will often curl into a ball and mutter things when she is very wet.
Appearance: Shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin. 5'5".
Attire: Something similar to what hospital patients wear. Doesn't wear shoes, only socks.
Extra info: Does not want to be here, and would rather die than help these people.
Aza sprinted down the hall, chasing the ghastly flame. Finally, she flung her arms out, capturing the fire in her hands. She ignored the burning and took Flamethrower(who was shouting multiple profanities) back to Melvin and Harley. "Would either of you know where to put this certain Anomaly?"
Melvin carefully deposited Rufus into Tool the basket. "Here you go, Tool! This is Rufus," he said, and then turned back to Harley, "Oo, that's a good idea. Speaking of, I think that one is trying to get our attention?" He pointed over at Xenia.
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Anomaly-
Name: F-18-Julius "Jewel"
Gender: Female
Cell: It's a typical, large cell, with the walls and ceiling painted to look like a field. The floor is mostly stone, dirt, and grass, with a stone den in one corner, a small waterfall and pond across from that, and lots of toys everywhere. There's also a square door on one wall, where the humans send in live prey.
Personality: She is calm for the most part, but can become hostile towards humans and other anomalies she isn't familiar with. She doesn't talk a lot, mostly communicates through cat-like sounds, but she can speak English to some extent. When she isn't playing with one of the many toys in her cell, she is usually either sleeping or trying to find a way out.
Abilities: Along with her middle set of limbs, she can produce a screeching sound to temporarily incapacitate the nearest entities. She can walk on her hind legs, though she usually doesn't, and grab objects with her middle arms. She used to be able to fly, but too many experiments rendered her wings useless for that, and she can now only glide short distances.
Weaknesses: Because of all the flight-related experiments, she's very afraid of heights. She can't stand loud noises or bright lights, either. And while she is fine in cold, she can't handle too much heat.
Appearance: She looks like a young lion-leopard hybrid, with silvery fur, a white underbelly, and a fluffy, black-spotted tail. She has a second pair of arms at her middle, which she can hide inside her body (and usually does), and a pair of partially-torn wings on her back. Her sharp purple eyes turn white in low lighting.
Attire: She wears a black collar when she is outside of her cell - it nulls her powers and shocks if she gets too hostile.
Extra info: There is a fox that lives in her cell (she was meant to eat it but ended up making friends). Don't pet her.
Human-
Name: Cecil Lynndur
Age: 23
Gender: Male
S.O: Homosexual
Background: His parents worked in the lab, as did his mother's parents, so he was basically raised for this. His parents and grandmother were killed in an experiment-gone-wrong a few years back, and when he was old enough to start working at the lab, he was taken under his grandfather's wing.
Job: Assistant/Caretaker - Is assigned to specific anomalies to care for each day (assigned mostly to Jewel)
Appearance: 5'12, tan skin, round, brown eyes, and back-length maroon hair.
Attire: When going to care for an anomaly, he has to wear soft colors, so light blue, pink, or green shirts and pants, with light grey shoes. When not doing anomaly care, he often wears the same thing, but with a white jacket.
Personality: He's typically quite apprehensive, and only "comes out" when he meets someone he may take interest in. He gets along with most people just fine, but has made friends with more anomalies in the lab than humans. He uses the term "friend" lightly, though, since he really just means most don't try to eat him as soon as he enters their cell. The only anomaly in the facility he has truly come to trust, and befriend, is Jewel.
Extra info: He's rather skilled at communicating with anomalies.
"That's it!" Slamming her book shut, it practically echoed through the halls. The pain in her head got worse. She tucked her book under her arm and began to randomly walk the halls. Not paying attention to where she was going she just went wherever her feet went. The guard rolled his eyes, now annoyed of the song she was singing. "Do you think anyone else is awake?" She asked, and with no response.
(Is it okay if I make a human as well?)
(Yay thanks)
Camilla screamed and pulled her arms forward, trying to get out of the grips of the guards. They both received electric shocks in their hands and let Camilla go in surprise. She stumbled forward and ran, but she didn't get very far before two other guards grabbed her. She tried to shock them too, but these guards wore protective gloves. But Camilla wasn't going to make this easy on them. She took quick, shallow breaths. One after the other. She struggled, then turned and spat in the face of one of the guards holding her. They didn't let her go. She was pretty sure she was hyperventilating. She tried one last time to break free and screamed in frustration when she couldn't. The last thing she remembered was the florescent lights above her glowing brighter, then shattering, then her vision, her mind, everything went dark.
(( @TinyMagicWolf looks good and yes you may make a human as well))
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Harley tilted her head.
"Sounds like there's a new anomaly."