"Would you rather have wings, or an extra set of arms?" (Closed)

Six noted one of the girls was awake, and chuckled as she reacted to the Jester's shouting. He stood up from his seat and walked over to a shielded corner of the room. He was out of sight for a moment, and suddenly Joy couldn't hear anything. Neither could anyone else. They could hear their own voices, and eventually their own screams, but not each other.
Six stepped back out, noting the Jester was still attempting to condemn him in no uncertain terms to a version of hell filled with excrement, he was sure.

He also watched as the electrified bars of the cage zapped Joy, hard enough to throw her back into the middle of the cage.

The sweet silence descended on them all like a wet blanket.

Six chuckled, a low quiet sound that all of them could hear like he was in the cage with them, right next to them. He began speaking and it wasn't a yell, or even a conversational tone, but a sibilant half whisper.
"You'll be able to hear each other soon, don't you worry. I'll make sure you're able to hear the noises I draw from you."
He stepped forward and snapped, and suddenly the room was bathed in white light. The surfaces were all white or the mild gray of concrete, with shiny metal objects, tools, and furniture interspersed throughout the small room. In the center of the room, just in front of six, was a large metal table, with ankle and arm restraints placed at various intervals along its sides.
Six step up to this table, and tapped it thoughtfully. He knew they wouldn't be able to hear the tapping, just his voice, but he did it anyway. The soundproofing spell he was using made sure they could hear him, and only him, though that would change soon enough.
"Who wants to get out of your dismal little cage first?"

(gonna wait for the other two for now)

(indeed, separate sound proofed, electrified cages)

Six looked at each of them. The Jester, still glaring at him in anger.
The girl, cringing on the floor of her cage, shocked by the bars.
The boy looking around in growing alarm.
And the smaller girl, still pretending to be asleep, but given away by her breathing.
"Any takers?"

(Just a heads up/reminder that in joining this, you've agreed for your character to wind up with mutilation and body modification.If you're jus realizing where this is going, now is the time to say something)

Six smiled as the girl flipped him an obscene gesture and began speaking.He still couldn't hear her through the sound proofing, but he could only assume she was calling him a myriad of foul and vulgar names.
"Thank you for volunteering, friend."

He gave what sounded like an odd snarl, and the room suddenly reconfigured. The cages were arranged in a semicircle around the metal table, where they all had a front row view of the goings on.

Joy found herself suddenly flat on her back on the table, her hands and feet restrained my metal reinforced leather straps. Six stood over her, smiling in an almost gentle way at her.
"Now, there comes a moment, in the course of every person's life, where they choose their destiny." He leaned closer.
"Would you rather have wings, or an extra set of arms?"

Six's smile became a tad bit more unhinged.
"Oh, your wings will be magnificent. Where Icarus failed, you will not." He pulled over a small tray on wheels, with various tools and things on it. He picked up a syringe and jabbed it into Joy's thigh.
" A coagulent, so you won't bleed out." He picked up another, and jabbed it into her other thigh.
"And a stimulant, so you won't pass out." Both tried and true cocktails of drugs, that would keep the subject alive and and feeling through the whole thing.
Six snapped his fingers, and the sound proofing was gone, midway through On'nyosh's rant and just before Ezra yelled. Their anger was fitting, for what was about to happen.
"Now, to make you a glorious creature of the sky, we'll need to make a couple of changes." He muttered, his tone turning more businesslike. "Starting with those arms."

(And then both deleted our posts to rewrite! XD XD )