Asesina

CONTAINMENT: FACILITY B

FY-1387-EM

It was quite the relief to find another one of them in the hall. Eliana picked up on their small talk; she had easily learned a bit of English in the past and being that she was a prisoner now, she had nothing but time to listen to just about anyone in the facility who would speak around her. But none of the guards were around. When she first arrived on site, they established various hand-signals so they could communicate back and forth with her. Just the basics, nothing complicated. On the other hand, whenever she had her medical appointments, she was afforded a tablet so that she may communicate with her doctor more in-depth. All under the watchful eye of a guard, of course. They were not taking any chances.

The young woman lightly tapped on her throat while simultaneously shaking her head, indicating she was mute. She then addressed the guy named Sam by mouthing the words “I need” as she pretended to write on her hand. She was hoping they would get the gist of what she was trying to communicate. For one, she could have a fighting chance, and she would also be able to get her point across a lot quicker. Eliana obviously knew sign language, but there was a high probability that the same could not be said of the other two currently present there with her.

@duskshine749
@TheMushroomLord

CONTAINMENT: FACILITY B

FY-1387-EM

No, the guards were most certainly not running late. With their numbers, someone should have been there by now. Something was going on, and Eliana wanted to get to the bottom of it. This curious nature of hers had landed her in hot water before, but she didn’t care. This wasn’t something she should be taking lightly. That much was made evident when she heard a male voice from the direction of the red wing.

"Hello? Anyone here?"

He sounded inquisitive, and on the same level of confused as she was. That complicated things a bit. Wasn’t anyone else around over there? Eliana peered in through some doors, but she only saw empty rooms with not a soul in them. It seemed as if no one else was here neither. Her heart started beating a little faster. Being left behind was not a good thing in certain cases, and that odd feeling in the back of her throat was not reassuring at all. Eliana neared the corner and stood still, holding her breath. She listened to the man’s footsteps as they grew closer, momentarily wondering whether or not to rush him and take him by surprise. But she realized that to even entertain the thought was terribly foolish. Who knew how he’d react, and what advantage he had over her. It was then Eliana decided to slowly walk out of the corner, her hands on either side of her chest as to not startle him. She would either be greeted or she’d be attacked, and she was obviously hoping for the former.

@duskshine749

CONTAINMENT: FACILITY B

FY-1387-EM

A vast, open field, seemingly endless with no chance of providing any form of cover. No trees, no man-made structures...nothing. That’s what Eliana was up against. That, and the terrifying creature in close pursuit. To make matters worse, she didn’t get any faster with each step, but quite the contrary, rather. The distance was slowly closing between her and her tormentor, regardless of how fast she attempted to run. Her mind was practically screaming at her to go faster, but her legs weren’t obeying such orders. It was frustrating to say the least. That’s what she felt: frustration and fear. An odd combination, really.

During a lapse of judgement, Eliana decided to look back behind her. That mistake proved to be fatal when she clumsily missed a step and unceremoniously fell down to the ground. The landing hurt a bit, but it wasn’t anything to complain about. Her pursuer, however, was just about to change that. In a last ditch attempt to save herself, Eliana raised her arms in front of her as if that would somehow protect her. She then saw the creature leap in the air screeching and moments before it landed on her, Eliana woke up startled and covered in sweat. She blinked her eyes for a moment, realizing that she was in the safety of her room. No creature in sight. Well, not in the form she had just experienced. The alarm was annoying enough to make her get up and out of bed. She rubbed her eyes and stretched her arms over her head, and then she waited.

However, some time passed and she was still waiting. Slightly confused, Eliana approached the door and noticed it was unlocked. She pushed it ever so slowly and peered down the hall in one direction. O que está acontecendo? she thought to herself, not having the slightest clue where anyone was or why her door was unlocked. She then took a step forward, placing herself in the hall with her back against the wall. Maybe they were running late?

CONTAINMENT: FACILITY B

FY-1387-EM

Full Name:
Eliana Morais

Age:
30

ID Number:
FY-1387-EM

Nationality:
Brazil

Appearance:
Typical features for a small woman; Subect FY-1387-EM is petite by definition. She stands at an even 5’0” and weighs 101 pounds when she steps on a scale fully clothed. Her eyes and medium-length, mostly straight hair are an unimpressive shade of brown, but her facial structure resembles what one might consider a truly determined individual. Subect FY-1387-EM is tattoo-free and thus far only has a total of two piercings on each ear. While in the company of others, she is almost never still if she’s engaged in interaction and can be observed physically expressing her emotions by whatever means she can. Subect FY-1387-EM is dressed in the typical, facility-issued female attire assigned to her.

Background:
Subject FY-1387-EM was born in Rio De Janeiro to [VOID] and [VOID]. She lived the normal life of a kid during her childhood, being one of the smartest students in her school when compared to the rest of her peers. Given that her family was well off, Subject FY-1387-EM never had to face any sort of hardships. When she was young, she was involved in an accident in [VOID] that unfortunately ended with her having severely damaged vocal cords due to [VOID]. The damage was permanent, and Subject FY-1387-EM would never be able to speak again from that point forward. Instead, Subject FY-1387-EM relied on her artistic skills in order to express herself, and given the amount of practice time she had under her belt, her skills only improved with time.

In a somewhat predictable turn of events, Subject FY-1387-EM eventually ended up using her ability in order to benefit herself. She was captured after a number of people made complaints against her, citing she was defrauding them. Subject FY-1387-EM attempted to avoid capture the moment she saw Anomalous Containment Staff come for her, but she was instantly overpowered.

Powers:
Creation: Subject FY-1387-EM has the ability to draw any item and at will, have said item materialize for functionality equal to its counterparts. Subject FY-1387-EM can use any instrument to draw, whether it be paint or a piece of chalk, though the more realistic the drawing is, the easier it is to fool someone. Once an object is created, it takes a 3D shape according to what has been drawn. If Subect FY-1387-EM makes a doodle, then that is what will manifest. With that said, Subject FY-1387-EM can only create an object she herself has drawn, regardless of when that took place. If she leaves behind the item in question or she forgets about it, then it simply vanishes. Another option is the typical method of destruction of said item. For example, Subject FY-1387-EM draws a balloon, then all she has to do is pop it with a needle or another sharp object.

Privileges:
-An array of books and magazines
-TV with DVD player and a large collection of movies and TV shows
-iPod Touch 3rd Generation with wi-fi disabled
-Jumprope

Researcher Notes:
Subject FY-1387-EM Appears to be rather frustrated as she cannot express herself properly.
-Researcher J. Elias

Subject FY-1387-EM is reclusive and appears afraid. She does not pose an immediate threat to staff but nonetheless one must keep an eye out for her.
-Researcher J. Elias

Current Mood in One Gif

CONTAINMENT: FACILITY B

FY-1387-EM

Full Name:
Eliana Morais

Age:
30

ID Number:
FY-1387-EM

Nationality:
Brazil

Appearance:
Typical features for a small woman; Subect FY-1387-EM is petite by definition. She stands at an even 5’0” and weighs 101 pounds when she steps on a scale fully clothed. Her eyes and medium-length, mostly straight hair are an unimpressive shade of brown, but her facial structure resembles what one might consider a truly determined individual. Subect FY-1387-EM is tattoo-free and thus far only has a total of two piercings on each ear. While in the company of others, she is almost never still if she’s engaged in interaction and can be observed physically expressing her emotions by whatever means she can. Subect FY-1387-EM is dressed in the typical, facility-issued female attire assigned to her.

Background:
Subject FY-1387-EM was born in Rio De Janeiro to [VOID] and [VOID]. She lived the normal life of a kid during her childhood, being one of the smartest students in her school when compared to the rest of her peers. Given that her family was well off, Subject FY-1387-EM never had to face any sort of hardships. When she was young, she was involved in an accident in [VOID] that unfortunately ended with her having severely damaged vocal cords due to [VOID]. The damage was permanent, and Subject FY-1387-EM would never be able to speak again from that point forward. Instead, Subject FY-1387-EM relied on her artistic skills in order to express herself, and given the amount of practice time she had under her belt, her skills only improved with time.

In a somewhat predictable turn of events, Subject FY-1387-EM eventually ended up using her ability in order to benefit herself. She was captured after a number of people made complaints against her, citing she was defrauding them. Subject FY-1387-EM attempted to avoid capture the moment she saw Anomalous Containment Staff come for her, but she was instantly overpowered.

Powers:
Creation: Subject FY-1387-EM has the ability to draw any item and at will, have said item materialize for functionality equal to its counterparts. Subject FY-1387-EM can use any instrument to draw, whether it be paint or a piece of chalk, though the more realistic the drawing is, the easier it is to fool someone. Once an object is created, it takes a 3D shape according to what has been drawn. If Subect FY-1387-EM makes a doodle, then that is what will manifest. With that said, Subject FY-1387-EM can only create an object she herself has drawn, regardless of when that took place. If she leaves behind the item in question or she forgets about it, then it simply vanishes. Another option is the typical method of destruction of said item. For example, Subject FY-1387-EM draws a balloon, then all she has to do is pop it with a needle or another sharp object.

Privileges:
-An array of books and magazines
-TV with DVD player and a large collection of movies and TV shows
-iPod Touch 3rd Generation with wi-fi disabled
-Jumprope

Researcher Notes:
Subject FY-1387-EM Appears to be rather frustrated as she cannot express herself properly.
-Researcher J. Elias

Subject FY-1387-EM is reclusive and appears afraid. She does not pose an immediate threat to staff but nonetheless one must keep an eye out for her.
-Researcher J. Elias

Your avatar and the avatar above: The Walk In

He broke in and he’s armed because he wants to take all of our valuables.

Facility B: New and Improved

Color me interested.

For Whom the Bell Tolls

Milana Ivanov & James Emerson

"Hey man, she fucking apologized!" James was visibly upset, not bothering masking his emotions as he also stepped out of the car in a rather brisk manner.

The moment Milana heard him, she turned her head to glance in his direction. "Come on, take it easy will ya?" She was somewhat surprised by his aggressive reaction. The poor kid was spooked, but who could blame him... She would have been just as upset if she too was nearly ran over. Milana addressed the boy once more. "He didn't mean that, don't listen to—"

"The hell I didn't..."

"James!" She looked at the man as if he had two heads. "Give me a minute, please, don't leave" Milana pleaded with the stranger before walking around the front of her car. "The hell is wrong with you, huh?" She was talking low, almost in a whisper. James began to say something but she quickly interrupted him. "You better listen to me real good because I'm only going to say this once. If you want a damn ride in my car, then you need to shut the hell up and let me deal with that guy. Save that exaggerated testosterone of yours for someone who gives a damn."

Milana turned away and walked up to the young man, speeding up to catch up to him. "I"m sorry, really. I'm actually heading to the church if you want to tag along...who knows, maybe your brother is there."

@Ozzoquen

For Whom the Bell Tolls

Post coming tomorrow! Been a bit of a busy few days.