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In Shelter 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Location: Hallway, Stockbridge Academy
Interaction: Hallway Crew
Date: March 6th, 2019




Eerie. Eerie was the only thing that Alex could think of to describe these quiet, empty hallways as the group inched its way closer and closer to the cafeteria. There had been so much chaos when the 'zombies' started rising. So many people rushing around everywhere. But now the halls seemed dead silent except for the shoes on tile, the whispered words, that annoyingly and terrifyingly loud water fountain. Alex while keeping an eye out and listening to the others was more invested in trying to text his family after the discovery of better signal had been made. He held the phone in his hands hoping that it would vibrate, every so often sending another group text out. He had gained a little hope that he'd be able to reach them but his hope was yet again waning.

Everyone's discussions around him were just causing him to feel more anxious. Kill or don't kill. Search the classrooms or focus on the cafeteria. Hope that a tv show was scientifically sound or just avoid the 'dead' altogether. Split up or stick together. Everything right now sucked. He had tried to debate with everyone what to do before but that only worked to get some of them to come along. All in all, he didn't feel as if getting into a discussion out in the middle of this school with who knows how many walking dead cannibals was a good idea. Until they could get somewhere 'safer' he was just going to do what he thought was best and hope that everything would work out.

He turned to Elliot, "I'm not a fan of splitting up so unless you say otherwise at least I'll come with you. If you say your fine I'm going straight to the shop class for some protection. This many people can't stay safe with just a few table legs." He looked at the rest of the group. There were very few table legs and so many of them. If anything happened someone would likely be screwed. Whether they could bring themselves to attack their former classmates and teachers didn't matter to him. They at least needed more to be able to protect themselves. Before he looked back to Elliot he checked his phone again before begrudgingly putting the source of his hope and anxiety into his pocket.
I still go to work as essential personal but it's wild seeing how different everything feels out and about. Everybody stay safe out there. Wild times.
One Piece is always fun. Seraphicide used Interesting Idea. It was Super-Effective.
Apologies for taking so long. Grandma hasn't been able to work so I've had to do more work at my mom's office since it's tax season.


“Don’t be scared. Don’t let them see.”



Two years passed by slowly. Everyone's lives became monotonous. What made it worse was that everyone was separated. Nine was the largest number of people you could even speak to. You were 'allowed' to work alongside those of the same sex within your age group. Eating was done in an old cafeteria building. Only the restriction of age group was applied here. Male and female ate alongside each other, but a major rule enforced across over the whole camp was no speaking except within your cabin.

Everyone found a way around that. Someone, you don't know who, with the help of their cabin mates developed an unspoken language of foot-tapping and knocking on hard objects. It took a long time to get everyone to the point of understanding, but the Oranges helped with that. By now everyone within the camp knows exactly what the colors mean. Some began embracing their categorization and trained every moment they had within their cabin. Some abhorred their abilities pretending nothing was different about them. It didn't matter though because the hope of escaping was gone from a large majority of the children.

Not all had given up hope, but it was hard not to. Other than the catastrophe from when you first arrived, there was one other attempt to escape. It was by one cabin that had an orange who seemed to have lost his mind. He had become very skilled with his ability and his cabin mates had lost so much hope that he was able to easily take over their minds and attempt to break out of the camp. It ended quickly. The moment the ten were spotted outside of their cabin the white noise was turned on, and they were captured

The Lieutenant Colonel decided that from then on that every other week for 15 minutes the white noise would be turned on. It happened randomly but was excruciating. There was no getting used to that kind of pain. No one dared try anything again. Yet, recently a message has been going around that the time was coming. The time to escape. Everyone was informed to get ready for a signal. The origin of this message was unknown but some were able to link the message to the arrival of eight kids being brought to the camp a few months ago. Eventually, you and all the other kids noticed that the white noise machines hadn't been turned on in a while. It had been about three weeks since the last time the noise had invaded your ears.



@silvermist1116Alki Alessi, @sly13Chris Daniels, @alexfangtalonAlex Woulfe, @AelitaJezebelleSam Maelynn, @AelitaJezebelleSol Maelynn

Over the past two years, you and your cabinmates came to know each other. Whether becoming close friends or gaining a strong dislike of each other all ten of the people who have called this cabin home for two years have grown close in some way. For the two years, a few of your numbers have never given up hope on escape. others were mildly compliant. Unlike most cabins, yours still contains all ten of its residents.

Tonight felt a little lonelier than normal. One of your cabinmates had gotten himself in trouble and was in solitary confinement again, a Blue by the name of Eric. The remaining members of your cabin are the two Greens, Alki and Sam. The other Blue Raymond. The two yellows were Michael and Alex. Your two Oranges were Sol and Aaron, and the last two members are your two Reds Chris and Zack. As the small number of you tried to get some rest suddenly the ground began to shake and off in the distance you all hear an explosion.

Some of you quickly duck under your beds in anticipation of the oncoming White Noise. Waiting for about a minute each of you realizes that it's not coming.



@morbidityMin-a Suhmoon, @SkaiAlyssa Barker, @alexfangtalonMackie Pruett, @AlwaysHarper Cartella

Your cabin has been fairly peaceful. Everyone has been fairly kind except for one girl who refuses to speak with anyone else. None of you even know her name. During the two years, everyone else has been giving various levels of support to each other in the way they best know how to. When Reds were first being removed from Du Pont the two Reds from yours were among the first to be taken away. As Oranges started to be removed as well your cabin had the looming dread that your two Oranges would be next each time a removal occurred.

Tonight, the oldest girl in your cabin, Jasmine, just barely beating out Min-a, who has been voted as the de facto leader of your small group got most of the cabin together to play a small game of truth or dare in an attempt to keep everyone's hopes up. The game is just about to begin when an explosion off in the distance grabs each of your attention. Some of you hunker down anxiously awaiting the white noise. You eventually realize it's not coming and one of the girls, Annabelle, begins walking to the door.




As each of you looks to the outside you can see PSF's running about and some kids fighting them. Among the kids are even a few adults. From the looks of it, the ones fighting the PSF's are wearing white armbands and are easily overrunning the men and women clad in black. What do you choose to do?






Alex woke up in a groggy state. He could feel the chill of the floor and something around his wrists. He soon realized that he was laying on a gym floor with his hands cuffed behind his back. Looking around he noticed a few others similar to him had limited movement. The atmosphere was tense. With the same black armor-clad men and women who had hurt his family watching over him and many other children, Alex felt anger more than fear. The hairs on the back of his neck began rising with his anger, and then they began moving.

How long had he been out for? Walking outside he noticed the sun had already gone down. He remembered being abducted early in the day. The PSF who removed his handcuffs backhanded him merely because of the slight scowl that was on his face. The bus ride wasn't any easier though. No one seemed to make a sound save for the few younger ones whimpering silently. Alex didn't know if he should feel sympathy or pity for them, but he knew this wasn't going to get better soon.

When the bus came to a stop and the small rays of sun peaked through Alex got a good look at his surroundings. There was no way he could count all the PSF's around him and the other children. The fences were taller than he could tell from the distance he was, but the barbed wire glistened as if asking for someone to get their skin caught on its sharp points.

Once in the building, the mixture of constant movement, the smell, and his grogginess caused his head to spin a little. When the electricity and fire started shooting around the room Alex quickly dropped to one knee unsure of what he should do. He couldn't find the source of electricity, but when he saw fire coming out of a boy's hands Alex thought of Sadie and how she had been lying on the ground when he passed out. He had zero time to worry when suddenly a piercing ring shattered through his head.

He fully dropped to the floor trying to cover his ears to no avail. He started to feel a gag reflex when the noise finally stopped. While on the ground he noticed the five perpetrators of the commotion, but once he was pulled to his feet he saw the Lieutenant Colonel. A look of sheer anger appeared on Alex's face at what the man said and had done to the five.

Before he could think of anything else Alex was jerked aside by a PSF and shoved into a room where a man seemed to be waiting. At the man's questions, Alex simply responded, "Alex Woulfe. What do you mean by color?" The man waved his hand and pointed to a machine saying, "Just lay on that table over there."

Alex did as he was instructed just so that he could be done with this quickly. When the man handed Alex the gloves he eyed them with a look of confusion. He was even more confused when the man turned him around and marked the X on his back. Alex slowly shoved his hands into the gloves and left the room.

As he was being moved again alongside the others Alex looked around trying to get a feel for his surroundings. Alex didn't want to stay here long, but there wasn't anything he could do about that. He just didn't know it. Once they were escorted to cabins and left unsupervised Alex began looking around the small room trying to find a way out. When he found nothing he went towards one of the empty beds and kicked it in frustration. Mumbling to himself he asked "How long are they gonna keep us here?"





Mackie and the few remaining schoolmates she had were collected in their school's auditorium early in the school day to make it easier on the PSF's to get them at the same time. All the kids looked to their teachers with downtrodden faces and none of the school staff seemed to show any remorse.

They were transported from there to a larger gym. Mackie sat quietly among her few peers watching as more and more kids were added to the number. They were among the first in this transfer group placed within the community gym awaiting transport so she had spent a long time stewing in her misery. Two of the boys had tried to fight back but were shut down quickly and handcuffed. The whole time they were there it was agonizing to just have to sit and wait.

Once they were loaded into the buses Mackie's heart slowly began breaking as it seemed it might be all over. All she could think about was if her mother and sister were safe and about the faces and actions of the school staff she and her peers had so deeply trusted. She pulled her knees up into her seat with her crying softly for the rest of the drive.

She nervously followed the directions and pushing of the adults surrounding her. Then chaos erupted all around her. A boy in front of her began running knocking her to the ground. It wasn't like she wasn't about to be there soon anyway. The sound that assaulted her brain at its very core was excruciatingly painful. Covering her ears didn't seem to help whatsoever.

When the noise finally subsided she slowly began to drag herself to her feet until a PSF pulled her up. The sight before her was revolting to her. How could these people do this? And what did he mean by their old lives were now gone? Mackie took a few minutes to try and locate her past schoolmates, but couldn't find any of them before she is rushed over to a side room. Before she can react a woman says something. "Name."

Mackie pauses for a moment in confusion and says, "Mackie Pruett." The woman motions to a device and says, "Lay there so I can scan you." Mackie reluctantly does as the woman says to avoid punishment. Once the machine finishes the woman marks a Blue X on Mackie's back which heavily confuses her then sends her on her way.

On the path to the cabins, Mackie primarily eyes the various X's and notices the odd differences based on color. She felt a little happy that she didn't have to be handcuffed or muzzled but instantly regretted that moment of false peace. She also occasionally caught sight of the PSF's guns. Once inside the cabin, Mackie, along with another girl, began trying to help the more restrained ones get free from their bindings. After helping the others Mackie walked over to an empty bed and laid down. At a loss for what to do she hoped that maybe, just maybe, this was all just a horrific nightmare and she'd wake up in her bed at home. She slowly cried herself to sleep not realizing that this nightmare was very real, and perhaps even worse than she thought.
@morbidity Barely but it’s possible. It would sound like mumbling. Once they arrive at the cabin they are allowed to take the muzzle off.
A thing of note. The boys and the girls won't fully know each other. The only place one is allowed to speak is in their own cabin and technically there is no consequence to speaking in solitary. But during the two years, the kids sort of develope an unspoken language largely through the acts of greens and oranges. So, you'll know the others outside of your cabin vaguely. Unless you're an orange who uses their powers a lot.

Now for the IC. You do have player agency in a sense. This is more of a showcasing of how you got to the camp. If your character steps outta line based on what a PSF or the scientist/doctors want they will receive consequences. You can alter what prompt I gave you however you see fit though.


“They were never scared of the kids who might die, or the empty spaces they would leave behind. They were afraid of us-the ones who lived.”



"No matter who or what you are. They didn't care. To them we are monsters. To them, we are a threat. At least that's what they say to themselves to justify what they've done. Despite your background, we've all ended up on the same road. The path they have forced us down brought us together for a reason. Let's make that a reason we choose."
Two years ago



Sleeping in your bed, on the way to school, resting at home it didn't matter. Eventually, they came as they did for all the other children. At least for all the children still living. Whether it was expected or not the outcome was the same. Men and women clad in all black military garb gathered you along with many other children your age and stuffed you into an old community gym for about a day.

The atmosphere was chilling. No talking, no moving around, nothing. Even the bruised and battered kids weren't given any medical attention. At about midnight it seemed was when everyone was finally moved. Walking outside you saw long lines of buses. Some already had kids within them. You, along with all the other kids, were jammed into a bus that had been slightly modified. There was a gate in the front and two guards with M16's along with the driver carrying a pistol stared each of you down as you entered the bus and forced to sit. The drive was quiet except for a few younger kids silently whimpering. It was like this for a few hours.

When the bus finally slowed to a stop you noticed the sun peeking through a few storm clouds. How long had you been near all these people and didn't learn a single name? As you exited the bus a PSF pushed you towards a somewhat medium-sized building. It looked like an old administration building. As you walked inside an overpowering smell of permanent marker and rubbing alcohol filled your nose. You could see kids standing in lines and others walking out of side offices. The ones in lines were forced into rooms just as others left them. Those that had left the rooms had some colored X's on their backs. A majority of the older kids eyed the X's knowing exactly what they meant.

There were five colors in all. Green's and Blue's had no difference other than the X on their back. Yellow's had rubber gloves on their hands. Red's were handcuffed around the back. While Orange's had some sort of muzzle while also being handcuffed. No one smiled. The place around you was full of tension and fear coming from both sides.

Just as your group that you entered the building with was about to start being examined something happened. Suddenly from the back of the room and a few of the side rooms surges of electricity shot out. The whole building felt like a large magnet in a matter of moments. Then fire burst onto multiple PSF's causing them to writhe in pain. A kid in the back who had his hand on the neck of a PSF screamed, "Everyone RUN NOW!"

Some kids did as he said. A few dropped to the ground in a panic. Some stood in shock. It didn't matter what you did because seconds after the kid yelled to everyone a shot rang out through the room and then a noise that seemed to be produced directly inside your brain caused you and all the other children to writhe in pain. Some instantly began vomiting. The experience was horrid.

After a few minutes, the noise stopped and despite the echoing effect of the pain in between your ears, you were able to stand when a PSF lifted you to your feet. In front of every one were five kids, one having a bullet wound in his shoulder, and a few PSF's with an important-looking man standing near them. "I was planning on waiting to introduce myself to you all after everyone was screened, but it seems I may need to do this now."

He walked back and forth in front of you all. "Listen up! I am Lieutenant Colonel Aiden Anderson. Here, my word is law. As long as you do what I say your time here will be at least slightly pleasant. Now, I want every last one of you to look at these five and listen to what I say. Never try to escape, hurt a PSF, or break any rules set before you. Otherwise, this will happen to you." He signaled to the PSF's standing behind the five. The guards swiftly moved into action beating the kids as a punishment. Once they were done all five were bound and moved out of the building. Anderson looked at the kids before him and said, "I recommend you forget about your lives before now because that is gone. Today begins the rest of your life. Get used to it." The man left after setting a large ultimatum over each of your heads. What shall you do now?



@AlwaysHarper Cartella

After a few more moments you are called forward and led to a small room holding only a desk and a table with some device on it. An older woman wearing a lab coat looks to you and says, "Hello. I need your name and if you would so kindly lay on that table there. I need to scan your brain real quick to make sure everything is all right." Whether you do these actions quickly or slowly doesn't affect the woman much. She appears to be half asleep right now. After the machine is done scanning you she asks you a few questions about how it feels when you touch people. Once she's done with you she gives you a few clothes and marks an Orange X on your back. She then produces something that looks like it's supposed to cover your mouth and handcuffs. "Now, sweetie. I apologize for this but you are going to need to wear these otherwise you may get hurt. Your new powers are not only dangerous to others but they are also dangerous to you." She waits for you to put on the muzzle and then proceeds to handcuff you behind your back and then sends you away.



@silvermist1116Alki Alessi

Instantly after the Lieutenant Colonel left the room the non-injured PSF's began moving again as if nothing had happened. One grabs a hold of your arm and leads you to a side room shoving you inside. A short hyper man is instantly in your face. Asking you all sorts of rapid-fire questions. He seems to be in a rush and wants to be done with you as quickly as possible. He practically forces you onto a table with some sort of machine on it. Once the machine stops he asks for your name and then walks behind you marking a Green X across your back. Then just like that, you are shoved right back outside the room.



@sly13Chris Daniels

You are given a good amount of time after everything that just happened due to being towards the back of the line before being moved into a room. Once you enter a younger woman is sitting behind a desk typing away on a laptop. Without looking at you she asks for your name and instructs you to lay on the examination table. She simply waits silently pecking away at the keyboard until you answer and does as she says. Once the scanner completes its job she asks if you could showcase your ability. Whether you do this or not she still places a Red X on your back, handcuffs you, and instructs you on what you are to do next.



@alexfangtalonAlex Woulfe

After the scene that happened before you, a PSF grabs you and takes you to a different smaller room. There a plump older man looks at you and requests you give him your name and asks for your color. Whether you respond to the color question or not he has you lay on a table and proceed to scan you. When the machine finishes its job the man shoves rubber gloves at you. Once you grab them he turns you around marking a yellow X on your back. He then says, "Don't remove those and you'll be fine."



@alexfangtalonMackie Pruett

You have time to gather yourself after watching the scene unfurl before you. After a few minutes, a PSF pulls you into a small room. The young woman gets straight to business and requests your name and tells you to lay on a machine to be scanned. After a few seconds, the machine finishes whirring and the woman forcefully marks a Blue X on your back then ushers you out.



@AelitaJezebelleSam Maelynn

Getting to your feet you see your brother dragged off into one of the side rooms. Further back in the line you have to continue awkwardly waiting in this room for your turn. Not long after though you are pulled into a room by a PSF to see a very angry looking man. He stares you down like he wished he could choke you out."NAME!" is the first thing he says to you. He then points to a machine sitting on a table motioning for you to lay on it. After the machine finishes its whirring he yanks you away from it marking green X on your back and then shoving you toward the door.



@morbidityMin-a Suhmoon

You feel the immense overwhelming disdain for you and the other children coming from the Lieutenant Colonel. To a point, you nearly don't sense the fear from the PSF's or your fellow children. Before you can really process in your mind that information you are nudged towards a room. Inside you see a woman drinking from a pot of coffee. You can easily tell she is exhausted and sad. Her eyes are red and puffy which is an offputting combo with the attempt at a smile she puts on when she sees you. She greets you with kindness and tries to make you feel at least a little better. She guides you to a machine and scans you. Upon seeing the results her facade drops. You can tell her heart is breaking. "I'm sorry about this but you have to wear these until you make it to your cabin." She pulls out a muzzle and handcuffs gesturing towards you asking if you want her to put them on or if you want to. After that unpleasant business she goes to you back marking an orange X. She apologizes again and sends you on your way.



@AelitaJezebelleSol Maelynn

The insanity before you just doesn't make any sense. What is this madness? Before you can determine what you think you are roughly dragged to one of the side rooms. A short, plumb, and terrified man looks to you almost scared to speak. He meekly requests you sit at the machine. When it finishes it's course he asks for a PSF to come in also while asking your name. The PSF puts the muzzle on your face and handcuffs you pulling you out of the room behind him after the man marked an orange X on your back.



@SkaiAlyssa Barker

You are in the back of the line not able to see well what happened even if you wanted to. You wait for a long time for your turn, being one of the last from your group that was brought in. After standing for so long you are guided to a room where a young man stands beside a table holding some odd machine he waves for you to come over and lay down on the machine. While it doing its test he asks your name and once it finishes he hands you a light bulb and asks you to try out your ability. Whether you do it or not he gives you a set of rubber gloves then turns you around and marks a yellow X on your back He says a curt goodbye sending you on your way.




All of you, whether those last few moments were smooth or not, are lead out of the building along with other kids by some PSF's. Walking outside going past a few more buildings and some tents something clearly noted by all are the large numbers of PSF's and the tall barbed wire fences surrounding nearly everything.

You walk down a pathway and then are separated into groups of ten. You are then moved into a cabin alongside those nine other kids. The keys to the handcuffs some are wearing are tossed into the cabin and the door is then locked. Tensions and fear are high, but does anyone dare speak?
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