The New Genesis ( RP thread)

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    Adrian: I walk into the administrative office of the largest prison created to house this...... things. " What's the status on the new prisoners?" I ask. The warden he responds saying that they were loaded into the special wagons so that they couldn't use their abilities and were on route. " Good prepare for their arrival. I want this place on high alert." I order and they begin the preparations.


    Aaron: I wake to the sound of the alert siren. " What in the hell? Is there another fight? I hope so.... might spill over here." I say bored. I thought that being isolated would be good and it was I have all the peace and quiet I could ask for, but instead of a person I get taught through a monitor and my food is sent through a pressurized tube. " They really don't trust me. Can't even manifest my wings in the cell...."
    ( Everyone who is on the prisoner side is in the convoy going to the prison. You terrorists..... go do terrorist things.)

    Ebony: I crouched in the corner of my cage, my wings wrapped around my body in protection, and I huddled over. I was angry, that people could even lock us up like this. We shared human DNA, but it was like back when the African-Americans were discriminated against the whites; they were never given a chance. The wagon hit a bump in the road, and I bounced around in my cage. My red, knotted hair was covering my face so no one could see me, but I wanted them to take the signal that I was furious, when really, I was terrified. I didn't know what they were going to do to me, and I don't think I wanted to.

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    Ashley sat in a shack miles away as he watched the convoy move from the various screens linked to small drones spread out along the convoy's route. He stretched his wings and arms, yawning in the process. He sighed as he watched the poor kids' faces as they popped up the screen. "Good luck," he whispered before grabbing a drink.

    (Hey, Calypso? I don't hate first person or anything, but if you use it, do you mind putting the name of your character? Like how Hades is doing it.


    It occurred to me now that we have two Greek Myth usernames. Neat.)


    Vixen sat quietly in the trees above. She would bide her time right now. Her mission was to scout and find any weaknesses in the citadel of a prison, then report back to HQ.
    Still, she wanted to do more. She wanted to let go of the fire within her, take dominance over what rightfully belonged to the Angels. Why should they have to cower? They had the blessings that placed them on top of the pecking order. Yet, the regular humans, the insolent little (bleeps) that they were decided to contain them.
    Although her wings were closed, Vixen still admired them. On the outside, they seemed brown, and blended in with the tall trees that lay adjacent to the plains, and thus the prison. On the inside, they were a bright, fiery red; herald to her pyrokinesis.
    She huffed, bored of waiting. But she'd have to make sure that almost everyone has left before she could get closer...

    Ebony: I listened to the sound of large, metal doors swinging open, and fear coursed through my body now more than ever before. It was worse than when my stepfather had abused me, or when he gave me away to the government. When I was given away, they stuffed me in a dog kennel and flung me into the trunk of a car, prepared to take me to where the wagons waited. At least now, my wings could stretch. I stretched them through the bars of the cage, and into the two cages surrounding me. I hoped it wouldn't bother anyone, because my wing bones were killing me from being cramped up. "Apologies," I muttered under my breath. I didn't hate people, I just hated socializing. I mean, people could also be (bleeps) but they all seemed bright until they started talking. Then, they were complete (bleeps).

    [align=center]Anna sat curled up in the corner of her cage, looking around at everyone that was in the convoy. She wasn't hurt much, but was very exhausted. Looking to her left she saw Ebony stretching her wings and moved slightly to the right to make more room. "Her wings are so dark, the complete opposite of mine." she thought, tucking her wings tighter behind her back. "I wonder if she's nice..." Her thoughts trailed off, and she turned her gaze to look at the ground.


    ooc; Sorry this post is kinda bad, I'm not good at jumping in at first XP

    Ebony: I slowly gazed up at the female Angel next to me, only to glance back down at my lap again quickly. I stood up on my feet in the cage, but my back was arched because of the small height. I fell back to the wooden floor, hitting the hay, and I turned back to the wall. I looked through the small hole in the wagon's wall, but I only saw trees and undergrowth. A forest. Of course. I turned around, so my back was against the wall, and I leaned my head back, closing my eyes in exhaustion.

    Ooc: I don't care if you guys curse. And your fine man.
    Adrian: I watch the Convoy rolls into the prison from the wardens office. "Gather all the prisoners in the commons. I'll address them there." I tell a guard and he begins issuing my order.


    Aaron: I hear the sound of the isolation wing door unlock and swing open. "Well that hasn't happened in a very long time." I mutter as my cell is opened. A guard points a shotgun at my face. ' Pull your wings against your back and keep them that way.' The guard warned. I comply my mirror wings making the sound of breaking glass as they move to my back. I compress them tightly and nod to the guard who grabs me by the collar and starts pushing me to the commons. " Is the old man giving another speech?" I asking mockingly. The guard just hits me over the head with the butt of his gun. I don't talk the rest of the way and notice the other angels shying away from me. It was to be expected I guess considering what I did to that guard. Most people don't like them their souls are laid bare for all to see.

    [align=center]Anna flinched backward as a guard opened her cage while pointing a gun at her. He roughly pulled her out of the convoy. Silently she endured without retaliating, even though she wished she could. With a glare she finally made up her mind to yank her arm out of his grasp, but that was the wrong thing to do. He quickly swung around and hit her in the stomach with just enough force to knock the wind out of her. She gritted her teeth and silently stood there, expecting another blow. But it didn't come. The guard was already busy pulling out the other prisoners and she was being watched by a different guard.


    ooc; I think what you meant by your last post is that they take the angels out of the convoys and walk them over to the commons, but if not sorry in advance. (Also not sure what the commons are, I didn't see it explained in the first post or sign up. But with the way you used it, I'm guessing it's like an open area in the center of the prison? I bet I'm way off though.)

    Adrian: I look down at the angel who had been hit. I get on the radio, " Keep the angels moving." I tell them and they guards scramble to get the angels on the wagans to the commons.

    Vixen watched the convoy with interest. Just as the schedule had predicted: Now, she would wait for everyone to be in the commons, listening to that old cook speak. In the meanwhile, she had to find ways that the Angels inside could be broken free.
    Now, she wasn't a hacker or anything. One of her comrades, however, was excellent at hacking into surveillance. He had set everything up in a small bug, and now, she would have to listen in. She would try to gain as much information as possible. The signal was a bit shaky, seeing as she was more than half a mile away from the prison, but it would have to do...

    Ebony: I watched as my cage opened, and the guard shakily pointed his gun at me. I could tell he was a newbie, so I was going to take it easy on him. I stood up, my hands cuffed together by metal, and I was shoved out of the wagon by the newbie. I turned back at him, glaring, but I faced back forwards anyways, walking towards the commons. There was a man on the radio, who was watching a fallen Angel, and I realized that this was the man who took us all in and kept us hostage. He surely would die.

    Adrian: With all the angels in the commons I activate the lockdown protocol and large metal shutters crash down sealing the room. I take my katana from my office and walk out of the office and Veteran guards line walkways their weapons trained on the crowd. I slam my katana in front of me and address the angels, " My name is Adrian..... and I am your warden. I am the one responsible for gathering you freaks of nature and making sure you can never harm a human being again. While I would like nothing more than to keep you locked in your cells for the rest of your natural lifes some of my fellow humans have lobbied for your being granted a normal life. Even after the atrocities your kind has committed there are still those who believe you can change." I say the last part with particular disgust before continuing. " As such I am to allow you access to an education. We will train you in all subjects as we do our own, but our main objective is the understanding and control of your abilities. Keep your nose clean and just maybe you'll see the light of day again one day. GUARDS! BREAK INTO TEAMS AND ESCORT THEM TO THE ARENA!" I bark and release the lockdown. More guards flood in and begin filing Angels to the arena.


    Aaron: I ignore the old man's long winded speech and observe the new comers. He gave the speech everytime a new batch of angels came in and it gets really annoying after a while. They newbies' wings where interesting to say the least. I look up and notice the veteran guards have their weapons trained on the newbies. As I am filed past them I whisper, " Tuck your wings back if you don't want to be shot." I notice the old man follow us in the scaffolding above.

    [align=center]Anna felt a guard shove her from behind to get her put into one of the teams. She stumbled forward a little, slightly spreading her wings to catch herself. "Hey! Put those away!" the guard behind her shouted. Anna folded her wings in their natural position, wondering what exactly he was referring to. As she continued to walk she heard what Arron whispered and quickly shrunk her wings as far back as they would go, watching him as he walked past. Quickly she sped up to make up for the few feet she fell behind from her team.

    Lin was pulled to arena. She wasn't trying to struggle back, since she knew it wouldn't end good, but in inside, she felt anger big enough for her to grit her teeth. These bi*ches shouldn't feel so safe with their tiny guns. Because every chain might break, and then she will kill any of these people.

    Ebony: I tucked in my wings, thankful for the advice, and the guards shoved me inside a large building. Even though we were getting an education and such, it still sucked to be caged up like wild animals. We were intelligent beings, just like the humans, but only if they accepted our wings and abilities. This was like a cruel punishment for simply being alive, even if it wasn't our faults that the other angels harmed humans. I shuffled along the line, peeking up a little to see if I could seek out any exits that I could walk through. There were some skimpy-looking guards, but each and every one of the guards had a large gun. They could shoot me any second, and I'd be dead.


    Adrian: I look down at the angels and continue my explanation. " This is our arena, here you will fight your fellow prisoners so that our scientists can gather data on your abilities."


    Aaron: I watch the newbies closely. The fire in their eyes was amusing to see. I hadn't seen such a things in years. I wonder how long until they break and their eyes are dead like everyone else in this place.

    Ebony: My hanging head shot up, when I heard the word 'fight'. I had longed to do that for so many years... to harm another human. They had caused me such pain. But then I realized that they wanted me to fight the angels that I had been locked up with. I couldn't do such a thing, since we were of the same species and killing or harming another of your species was wrong. Well, at least not to the humans, it wasn't.

    Aaron: I notice the angel with wings of darkness has her head shoots up to look up at the old man. I move to get behind her. " Are you worried? If you refuse to fight you'll be sent to isolation. Trust me, not fun."

    Ebony: I glanced back at the angel who was talking to me, and I swallowed. So I had to fight. "I don't want to harm any other angels. I have the potential to kill everyone in this room, and I'm sure that's the same with the other angels. If I kill another angel, I'll never forgive myself," I said quietly, hoping none of the guards overheard me.