Mechanisms shifted and buzzed as a pair large metal doors slid apart, opening to the dining area in which the other subjects were located. From behind the doors stepped out 221 and the two guards escorting him. Barely hidden beneath 221's obsidian colored hair, was a small robotic looking collar was fastened around his neck, emitting a subtle red blinking from a series of lights along the side. The guards guided 221 to an open space near the back of the room, a safe distance away from the other subjects, where they stood, awaiting further instructions from the eccentric Doctor Vlad.

Alex couldn't help but look over towards the man who was tossed into the room. He was yelling in a foreign language, it sounded like Italian, which he could occasionally pick out some words as it was similar to Spanish, but he had no idea what he was saying. Looking back around he saw the one girl trying to stand up but quickly changing her mind. He looked back around taking note of the rest of the people a girl with bright red hair, a male that was rather large. There were more odd people. A cat woman, a rather excited male eating cheese fries and another eating Chinese food.

He watched as he could feel something stirring inside of of him. Waiting at the back of his mind as it got angry looking at the doctor. He took in a deep breath calming himself down. Though his attention was drawn over to the back of the room as another door seemed to open. Some one walking out of it as that was defiantly an odd site. It was even a bit...un-settling. He wondered if that was what the doctor was waiting for as he turned his attention back to the frail looking old man.

Flippy was still eating when Vlad had stepped into the room. Since nothing really happened he just kept digging into his food, but something else happened that caused him to stop eating and watch. As someone shouting in a different language was dragged/thrown into the room, and got to his knees. Flippy wanted to get up but it seemed that another newbie was brought in, but this one made more of fuss because he was actually escorted by two guards and was separated from the rest of the group. Flippy wanted to talk to those two, but he also wanted to talk to everyone else, he mostly just wanted to talk to someone all this silence is killing him well besides that one guy who was shouting.

Eugene was half way through with his box of fries when the main man Vlad himself entered the room. Eugene was still sat on top of the table he chose, cross legged and his box of fries between his legs. He threw another fry into his mouth before he spoke up. "Hey doc, as nice as this spread is..." He munched on another fry before continuing, chewing on the fry at the same time. "I would want to know when I can get a change of clothes, as good as I look in orange it is just not me." He said, his smirk never leaving his lips

Fox watched as the boy was thrown in the room and several others where seated. So we had more psycho's to deal with great. Wonder what they were capable of then again. She really didn't. Vlad was just a fly buzzing in her head, she was more intent on figuring out the reason she couldn't get more than her arms and hands on fire. Practice makes things work better didn't it. Though practicing where everybody could see it not fun.

Fox slightly unwound the bandages covering her left hand. Showing the raw red skin under neath before rewrapping it. She now went back to looking at Vlad while wishing she could light the pork on her late on fire.

Suddenly the doors opened. A girl with long jet black hair was escorted into the room. Her blue eyes swept the room evaluation each person in the room. Unlike the others she didn't wear a prison uniform instead she wore a old leather black biker jacket over a black lacy tshirt. Her black leather pants fit like a second skin and were tucked into old black leather biker boots. But the oddest thing about her appearance was the thick black collar around her neck. "Met my pet. She has the power to manipulate shadows. Which is why she has this pretty little collar. He caress her neck above the collar. "This keeps her from leaving the facility."

Dante saw the girl enter, curious as to her clothing. When the doctor explained the collar she felt sorry for the girl. I'd kill myself before I let him make me his 'pet'

Tensing slightly at the familiar voice, Felice released a loud growl before attempting to turn his head to keep facing the moving source. "Tizio! Questi sono state tuoe ordine, veramente? Restituisci! Restituiscilo, brutto stronzo!" Still blindfolded, the bound boy twisted around to where Vlad seemed to be at the moment, still screaming for the return of what had been taken from him.

Vlad was a creep in fox's book. And when she's away one of the others will substitute. She thought to herself smirking a bit. He touches her he gets his hand burnt. Its really nice when your able to set parts of open skin on blaze. She had seen this girl before. On the street maybe. Fun, maybe she knew her. It would be a pardon her tattoo being the newest addition to her appearance. Other than the jumper of corse.

Alex watched as the girl was brought into the room. His eyes looked her over as he heard the word "Pet" mentioned. Something about that stirred the thing inside of him. He could feel the anger, only it wasn't his own, but it made him angry. Soon though it was as if it took a deep breath. He felt a ping in his eyes as his vision turned red. His eyes glowing with a red light. Alex closed his eyes taking a deep breath, when he breathed out a low rumbling growl came from his throat. Luckily it felt like something else was as well. His vision returned to normal, it was reliving that this...what ever it is, is trying to keep calm. Something about that disturbed Alex a bit more. He looked around the room. If anyone else was having this trouble they hid it well. Even some of the guards were taking notice of him as he saw them reaching for there tasers.

Angel finished her food as she watched the others demonstrating a lack of self control. She knew that she didn't really know why they acted the way they did and even understood that some were likely justified but still wondered about the wasted energy.

She sat back as she always did observing knowing that if chance was to present it's self she would be ready no matter what form it took.

Felice & Ezekiel

The room became increasingly crowded, in more ways than one. Indeed, those who filled in later than the rest seemed to take all of the space around them. Staring at the twitching, bounded guy on the floor. Ezekiel saw him in more ways than one - more specifically, he was a metaphor. For all of them.

The big teenager looked at the rest of the room's inhabitants. They have all noticed him, haven't they? Some observed for a while and lost interest, and the others just watched. Waiting for it to develop, to see what the chained human will do. It all suddenly became familiar to Ezekiel, as he had witnessed this more than once, in school. The new kid. Everyone wanted to see if the new kid floats or drowns. And just like back then, a realization hit him: None of them understood that they were all a team.

For a few moments, Ezekiel was fighting against the all-too-familiar wall of social anxiety, unable to get up and do anything. But once the girl entered the room, showing a different side of the metaphor, he let his survival instinct take over and smash through his fear like it was cobwebs. He threw the guards an apprehensive look and rose from his seat, perhaps more dramatically than he had intended.

"Hey," he said quietly, bending over the sitting young man. "Hey, you're safe, come on, can you stand?" He put a hand on the guy's arm. But having been very occupied with his very loud vocal assertions of just what he thought of the crazed scientist and his unjust decisions as well as unable to see anything around him, the loud boy did not take kindly to the contact that interrupted his shouting. "Lasciami! Scemo! Nessuno èd al sicuro qui! Portarà via tutti! Mostri! Il tizio e tutti sono mostri!" Pulling away angrily from the offered attempt at comfort, he continued his yelling for the restitution he would likely not be receiving any time soon.

Ezekiel was at a loss. The new kid was definitely distressed, but he couldn't understand if it was of the inhabitants of the room or for them. It hit him that this reaction was not seen on any of the others. In fact, weren't they all given a choice to be here, like himself? But one look at the leather girl near the scientist, and at the passive figure surrounded by guards in the corner, made him realize this whole thing might be much more complicated than it seemed.

But his moment was coming to an end. He suddenly became highly aware of himself, and highly embarassed, his anxiety clawing back up from its pit. The effect of adrenaline on it was always short. The new kid was shouting at him now, wasn't he? A feeling that he was out of place began suffocating him. This was a job for the group leader, wasn't it? But the rest of the prisoners were losing interest in the new kid. And the guards seemed to be slowly gaining it. He wanted to swear at the guy for putting him in this position, to kick him while he's weak, wallowing on the floor.

He gritted his teeth. This feeling of sudden aggression at the weak for being weak triggered something else. With a fluid, accurate motion, Ezekiel stepped forward and to the side, and whipped the blindfold off the new kid's face. He also unknowingy gained a Darwin award, by not reading any comics that had people shooting plasma outta their face when someone takes away their glasses. And true enough, the moment the blindfold was removed, a deadly searing glare cut right through the unobstructed space to the much larger male, sending him reeling. Thankfully, it didn't seem to be in a literal sense this time, though the bright amber color of the eyes revealed could have been convincing otherwise with the sheer anger that glowed in them. The chained youth stared defiantly for a second, still growling, before glancing around to see the others in the room. Other experiments.

Sacrifices. Just like they wanted from the other one.

Catching Vlad's position more exactly without the cloth in the way, he let out a loud snarl before ignoring the others completely and attempting to rise to his feet. Stumbling slightly at first, both from the inability to use his arms and the chains connecting the rings on his legs to keep them from moving too far from each other, it took him a second to re-position his feet underneath him so he could just push himself straight up. "Non lo puoi tenermi lontano. Lui è mio! Non puoi tenerli!"

Ezekiel gave the new kid a last, sad look before returning to his chair. He wondered if the scientist met him before, but it was all in the back of his mind now. This brief exchange exhausted him, and he wished he'd have some metal thing, his guitar or just some alone time with a book to return the lost energies.

"WWWWWWWWeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllllllllllllllllllllll then!" Eugene said with a clap of his hands and jumping up from the table, he had finished his fries a while ago but he still had some cheese and chili splattered on his cheeks and lips. "That creepiness aside I think introductions are in order, you know the kind that don't make your skin crawl." He said as he shot a smirk to Vlad. "My name as you can see is Dr. McRad." The teen said as he gestured to the nametag wrote the name Dr. McRad over. "Though I also answer to Sargent Awesome, Emperor Cool, and Lord Pwnage." He said with a smirk as he looked around the room at his fellow lab rats. "Sooooooo who wants to go next?"

"Eugene sit down and shut up." Vlad ordered sternly. "Eat as much of whatever you need. I have most of your medic records. But if you have an allergies let the guards know. When you are done earring the guards will lead you to the gym where we will do introductions. with his hand still on Roxy's neck he headed out of the room.

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Even more furious at the doctor's uncaring attitude, Felice ignored the bonds that held him and attempted to lunge for the doctor as he left. "Tizio! Non ignorarmi!" ("Don't ignore me!")

He wouldn't get very far, especially not very fast with his restraints, but honestly, he couldn't be bothered to think of anything else reasonable at the moment. He wasn't getting away, not before he had gotten at least some of his time.

Dante snorted as the 'Dr.Mcrad' got chewed out in front of everyone. But seriously, who wouldn't want to change their name with a horrible name like Eugene. But then the doctor pulled the girl with the collar away and Dante was reminded of where she was, and her humor fell away. The kid who was restrained tried to go after the doctor, spouting.... Whatever language that was he was speaking. If he didn't stop soon, one of the guards would stop him.

"Well aren't you just a bag of sunshine and rainbows." Eugene said after Vlad snapped at him. The teen put his hands behind his head in a care free manor as he watched the kid that was bound try to jump at the doctor. "Yeeeaahhh I don't think that is going to work dude." He said as he watched with slight interest on what the doctor would do

Fox laughed out loud at the failed attempts everyone was making. not like she could do better, but it still was funny. Though she was hungry, there was no way she was eating. Not now, Fox looked back her hand again. Really great time for this thing to start hurting again. Great Freaking time

While everything else was happening with the two other guys and Dr.Mcrad Was playing with his food surprisingly enough. Flippy was playing with a pea and a carrot piece from his food and was making story with them. They were brothers bound by war fighting against the egg pieces for control over the rice land (oh yeah Flippy can be very childish at times) but he stopped when the bounded boy shouted something while lunging at Vlad. Flippy quickly shot up out of his seat "No don't do it my friend!" he yelled trying to get over to the boy as fast as possible. But about half way over Flippy was running and he tripped and fell on his face.

With everyone getting settled and Doctor Vlad making his presence known, the guards standing beside 221 excused themselves, leaving the oblivious subject to follow suit with the other experiments. Over all, he was a bit smaller then some of the larger subjects. The clothes he wore, a baggy grey military grade jumpsuit, made him look rather ordinary by comparison. Standing not to far from the commotion in the center of the room and the young mans foreign ranting, other than a slight cringe from the volume, 221 didn't seem to react too much. Not to the other subject, nor to the food. Instead his attention seemed to subtly wander, slowly gazing past the others in the room and across the walls in the background. A vacant gaze was even cast up to the ceiling for several moments. Every now and then, his eyes would settle on a guard or a subject.