Vlad signaled the guards to bring the teen to dinning room. He has set up a buffet for them. He had put out many of the teens favorite foods. He was hoping the food would distract them. This was the first time they would interact. He could hardly wait to begin the next step in his plan.

Being trapped in a government controlled building to have animal d.n.a. inserted into him didn't seem like such a good idea to Zac. But it was that, death, or prison. So he stuck with that. Apparently the teens were supposed to meet for the first time- get this- at a feast. But what could he say, he was always hungry.

Tyrone KFC

a white man who looked like he lived on the streets his entire life was already at the buffet table before anyone else, he was searching the table with his Eyes for Fried Chicken, however after a while sadness filled the person, who was named Tyrone KFC by the way, Yes..Tyrones mother was a humongous troll

No KFC? He thought, sadly, How is anyone supposed to have a decent Buffet without KFC!?

Tyrone turned to the guard and pointed to the buffet which alias, was lacking KFC Hey guard, whats wrong with this picture? he told the guard, the guard just shrugged and made a grunting sound

Well tell me! He demanded the guard to answer, the guard let out a snort which sounded something like this KFC is unhealthy, it was taken out of the menu yesterday

Those words hurt...like a arrow with words. Tyrones favorite food was gone all because it was too unhealthy..they're wasn't anything he could do about it either, not if he wanted to get beaten to a pulp by a group of guards

Tyrone grunted too show his disapproval towards the guard and turned around and began to search for something else that was atleast Somewhat chicken related

Red, blue, green...lock, unlock, spin... Adjusting the red-framed glasses on his face, the redhead sighed as it looked down from her place on the wall. It had long gotten bored of solving the Rubik's cubes and had eventually settled for taking them apart for no really clear reason than perhaps passive aggression.

After all, he hated Rubik's cubes. She always had. It was a monstrous thing that they had been left in this chamber in the first place. He wanted nothing more than to hunt down every last one of the evil things and crush them into fancy toilet seats.

Or rearrange them into nice trash bins, like she had already planned to do with these ones once they were all back into their tiny little pieces they had been constructed from.

Sadly, the plinking in the bin below that signaled the imminent domination over these little pests was interrupted by the opening of the door. Giving an unamused look to the guard that appeared, it waited until they had finished their announcement to crawl over the top of the tank wall she had been throwing the plastic bits from and placed the glasses in a shirt pocket as he walked out the door. The guard and his companions outside didn't let her get very far, unfortunately, instead pushing him back in and pointing to the long garment in the corner that was to be worn.

Roxy glared at the two guards that walked on either side of her. They acted like she was a criminal. She smirked. Ok so technically she was a criminal. But the crime she committed wasn't likely to be repeated. Although she supposed it was possible. After all she was surrounded by make bullies. But as long as they stayed out of her personal space they would've safe. She followed them to the donning room. To met the others.

Lucas enter the room with a guard right behind him. He look at all the other "kids" around him, though he didn't know what to call them or himself. He stood there a moment evaluating all of them until the guard nudge him to keep walking with the butt if his gun.

He took a seat in front of the feast but didn't take any food. He was already in enough trouble and he didn't want to accident eat someone else's food. Though it seemed the feast was for them, he simple took the possibility of them being inhuman and watched as guards ate something screwed up that comes up on TV shows.

He looked at Tyrone first, seeing his stuff his face with food and then looked at Zac who was also eating. He looked down at the feast tempted just to take something, since it had been a while since he last ate. He turned toward the man, Vlad, at the end of the table, who looked like he was in charge and asked, "Is this food for use to eat?"

@joeycbee
"Eat whatever appeals to you. Your duets might change as you get used to the animal I have combined you with. Now we are going to have a schedule but not today. Today I want you to spend the day getting to know each other. To do that we will have a few competitions." Vlad answered.

Eventually, once the ridiculous peach dress-like garment was on properly, the unamused teen returned to the door and knocked to be let out again. The skirt went almost to the floor and was a bit heavy, honestly, but it served its restrictive purposes. At least the guards had the decency to let him change in private, though he still didn't discount the possibility of hidden cameras somewhere in the room. She could only hope that the scientists had the decency to actually keep them away from the curtain he used. It at least wanted to keep a little privacy, even if the scientists were supposed to be monitoring every bodily change.

And boy, they had gotten a lot to monitor. She must have kept at least some of their lives interesting during the time it had been here.

Once he was finally let out, the guards placed the cuffs on her wrists and they began to walk down the hall. With the dining hall soon in sight, the teen shook the medium-short hair out of its face and raised his head high before entering. Might as well not give too terrible an impression on the first interaction with the other experiments. Even if the situation was terrible, at least they still had some dignity left.

He hoped so, anyway.

Zac was not-so-kindly escorted into the dining hall by a not-so-kind guard. But when he saw the food, it made him instantly forget all of that. He instantly sat down and started eating one of everything. There were three other teenagers already eating when he walked into the room. The fourth came in a while later. He looked a little confused and he asked a guard something but Zac didn't hear it. The guard then said something about 'getting to know each other' and 'having a few competitions'. Well, if there was competition he was all for it.

Tyrone KFC

Tyrones eyes scanned the table, no KFC no Chicken, yippie, and then suddenly people arrived, one of them even askes "is this food to eat?" and was interrupted by some weird voice, Of course theres nothing good to eat! Tyrone thought.

What kinda buffet is this!

Tyrone decided not to eat, they're was barely anything healthy, no Mac Donalds either, so he decided he might as well talk to the new dude here, and then he saw a Man wearing a skirt walking through a door, at least Tyrone Thought it was a man, Tyrone giggled at the persons hilarious dress @YamiCuoreLaroux

Nice *giggle* costume he commented on the persons unbelievably dumb outfit, and suddenly, giggling turned into laughing and Tyrone laughed out loud at the stupidest saddest, piece of clothing in the world

Lucas took a variety of food from the table and put it on his plate. He began to eat some of the chicken first and thought that it was not as good as the chicken he use to have. Then again nothing that he got was as good as he used to have it. He clear his plate of food anyway just to keep his strength up, but mainly because he was very hungry.

When he hear him mention competition his mind began to race about what it could be, and possible consequence, good and bad. He got tired of worrying and eventually asked the man (Vlad) "Sir what exactly do you mean by competition, are there going to be competitive and what are the events in this competition?"

@nerminator

The minute the cuffs were removed, the teen slowly started for the table, only to be stopped by what seemed to be a heckler who had no clue of his own situation. Walking straight up to the table as calmly as possible, she picked up a plate and started to fill it with various cut fruits.

At the same time, two powerful tentacles shot out from under the skirt to bullet right past the heckler, never touching him, but certainly coming close enough to make any normal person flinch. Rather than just hitting him, though, they soon turned away after a second and picked up a plate of fish. "Oh, really? I'm glad you think so: I selected it especially to root out the easily overpowered." Curling one tentacle a bit tighter around the dish, she divided the fish on it into two pieces, flinging one in his general direction. "Here. You clearly need this more than anyone here. You might survive a few seconds longer."

Tyrone

@YamiCuoreLaroux Tyrone flinched, the tentacles barely missing his ear's, With a face of surprise, he lifted up and caught the piece of cooked fish with his fork, turning the fork and piece of fish into a Kebab

He became more alive, taking a large bite out of the weird Fork/fish Kebab he whispered, loud enough for everyone to hear him though, Damn.. and then yelled out Thats frackin' AWESOME!

@joeycbee

"I am open to ideas but I do have a couple competitions that I want to see you to compete in. With the DNA added to yours you will notice changes in your abilities. Some of you will run faster. Some of you will be stronger. I have come up with a few competition to test for these changes. You will also need to try to shift. Some will change easily. Others will strange." Vlad answered.

@KatherinWinter

Lucas showed that he acknowledged Vlad's comment and turned his attention onto the 2 kids causing the ruckus. He noticed that one of the boys was facing a girl who looks like she wants to chop him up into sushi more then the fish with her big tentacle s. Though the boys simply doesn't care, probably because of the guards....I hope. Maybe they got a bit more of the animal DNA.....or there just being kids. He dogded a piece of fish flying toward him. He wanted to talk to Vlad about more ideas but since he didn't really know everyone's capabilities, he rather just wait and see for himself what they can do. So he sat there watching the 2 of them go at it.

Roxy snatched a steak off one of the tables. Since she ad recieved the anther DNA she had started eating food rawer and rawer. At first that had bothered her. But now she just accepted it. She leaned against one of the walls as she studied the other teens. She dismissed most of them as not being a threat to her. Even without her knives, which Vlad had taken, she coukd kick their asses.

Satisfied that the rude male had stopped, the redhead continued picking the foods he desired just as calmly as they had been. It wouldn't do to actually have a fight here, not at this time, and certainly not involving food like a wasteful delinquent. All he wanted was to assert that any attempt to mess with it would not be tolerated, and that appeared to have been achieved. Retracting the tentacles back under the skirt as if they had never appeared in the first place, she took the plate of fish in his free hand and brought the food over to a less occupied part of the room.

Tyrone

Tyrone kept taking bites out of the fish, and in a couple seconds the fish was gone, he barely listened to Vlads intercom announcements.

So, whats up everyone He introduced himself to the group, with bits and bobs of fish still in his mouth

"The ceiling." Roxy replied sarcastically. She wasn't much of a people person. She had to admit that she was curious about her fellow 'criminals'. She wanted to know what they had done to get into this program. Did they have agreements with Vlad they way she did. If so she was curious what the terms of their agreement Vlad.

Tyrone

Tyrone actually looked up at the Ceiling, it was a Shiny metal ceiling but they're wasn't really anything on it. Tyrone kept looking at the ceiling and expected something to happen..But however nothing happened

Tyrone looked down at the Girl who looked like she was on the streets for a couple years and with a confused look on his face he asked the girl Yeah, what about the ceiling?