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It was like any other day.

Just a bunch of school kids on a school trip to some research labs. The weary teachers had booked it because of the small price tag, as part of the obligatory ‘enrichment’ programme and for the opportunity for a break from marking the reams of half-hearted homework papers. The students, most of whom couldn’t care less about science, saw it as a day off from lessons.

What the party of students and tutors didn’t realise, however, were the illegal science experiments taking place in that very facility, locked behind backdoors and hidden from public eye. The scientists there weren’t exactly rolling in money and were having to turn to less…legal means. A company – one they know only as ‘Nemor’ – is funding these experiments and no one knows why. But of course, with a weekly pay check bigger than they used to receive in a year, no one asks any questions. It seems silence has its price. And they need something to stop the official government lab rats sniffing around and discovering their dirty, little secret; marching a few, bored teenagers around the first floor of the labs seemed like the perfect cover. They never do the proper health and safety checks, them teachers. It seemed like an easy solution.

Until you found out their secret.

You are part of that group of school kids touring the labs. Allocated into a group by the teachers – desperate to separate the worst kids so the day can run as smoothly as possible – you are stuck with a group of different kids who you hadn’t ever previously interacted with normally in the classroom. The jock, the brainiac, the daydreamer, the joker (please try to vary your characters so we have a range of personalities and stereotypes!) – all in one group; it’s your worst nightmare! Your dysfunctional group splits off from the main herd of bored students and you find yourself wandering the off-limits section. But when you see the warning signs and the suspicious-sounding, cryptic names that aren't on the research lab's cheesy leaflets, you know you can’t turn back.

What you find shocks you. The scientists didn’t expect any of the school kids would care enough to go off on their own – let alone get through the locked doors (but you have a lock-picker amongst you). Your group finds yourself in a bizarre, white, empty room – inadequate for all the protection it was behind. You search it, but find there is nothing there.

Puzzled, you decide it’s finally time to rejoin the group.

A strange illness that follows – contracted by each of you, and only the group of fateful students. And then there are the unique abilities that come and go; moments when your senses – your hearing, your sight, your sense of smell – are heightened, and your eyes glow gold. These ‘moments’ occur randomly and for only minutes at a time; all you know, is you can’t control it. You develop a liking for raw meat…

What you don’t know is that you – unbeknownst to both yourselves, and the scientists behind it, panicking having now discovered the unlocked doors – is that you were the unwitting subjects in a dangerous science experiment.

Involving attempts to implant canine DNA…into humans.

But it was never meant to be tested this early, in the development process.

How will you cope with these changes? How long until you abandon the safety of your social group and work out that others in your class have developed similar symptons…the only linking factor being the one time you had to work together that fateful day…
Will you confront the scientists? Sell your secret to government? Use your new abilities to become jewel thieves?

Loosely based upon one of my favourites book series ‘Virals’, but with my own twist

I'm looking for a small group interested in being a part of this - I would say approximately 8 to 10. After around 5 interested people, I will probably post the OOC.
Hey!

Sorry; I have been ridiculously busy with exams (EXAMS, EXAMS, EXAMS, ARGHH) but let me start by saying thank you to each and everyone of you! I am overjoyed that so many of you get my quirky sense of humour! I read each vote for me with a huge grin on my face - and, yes, that grin was bigger than Ron Weasley's!

And a round of applause for my competition; Universal chain! Some well-written descriptions with an incredible range of vocabulary there!

Thanks again!

MissAddler ;)
Meh.......I'll give it a go :P

Warning: I have no idea what I am doing......
Interested!
Yay! Another vampire!
Typical.
Just typical. Juliette had fallen asleep - lulled into dreams by the steady puffing of the steam engine of the Hogwarts Express - and it was only the jolt to a stop that finally forced her awake. She leapt out of her seat, yawning and grabbed her robes, hurrying away to change into them. She pulled them on quickly and shoved her normal clothes back into her luggage, some dark brown locks springing free of its ponytail. Blinking, she remembered to dig out her remembrall and reposition it into the folds of her robes. Of course, it was still clouded bright red and she rolled her eyes. Couldn't it turn a different colour now?
She headed back to the compartment, where the other were and found herself glimpsing out the windows at the towering turrets of Hogwarts. A load of them - some from another compartment - were snapping pictures and Juliette grimaced, edging into the background. She was a little camera shy as she often found her clumsiness caught in film, but she smiled at the others, who seemed very excited.
Yet another year was about to begin.
Anyone fancy posting.......? XD
Juliette laughed at Teddy's appearance tricks whilst greeting Samantha warmly, who was raving on about charms. Juliette grimaced in memory of the last time she attempted a charm. It didn't end well for Mr Weasley...or the ferret.
"Nah - herbology's the best. If only my dad didn't teach it....Or pick on me all the time because of it...."
Juliette's snorted at John's mention of quidditch.
"I can tell you now, I am not going within 1/2 a mile of a broom this school year. In my first year, I broke three brooms and last year, I knocked the hufflepuff first year kid out. Remember? That one with blonde hair who everyone thought was sweet? I felt so awful...See, Teddy, my clumsiness doesn't even go easy on small children!"
She shoved her hands in her pockets and felt the smooth edges of the remembrall. She felt a grin rise.
"Hey guys! I forgot to mention! Look what my dad gave me!"
She brought the remembrall out of her pocket, currently swirling an ominous red. She shrugged; it always was the colour with her.
Della took a couple of sips from her mug of ale - the diluted taste wasn't at all uncommon and something Della had grown accustomed to. She sat pondering for a few minutes, her mind absorbed by the idea of actually doing something other than travelling. She noticed a few others enter the tavern out the corner of her eye and regarded the scene thoughtfully. She had claimed a nice corner, which meant everyone else was in her line of sight and she could watch - people watching was something of a hobby of Della's. She felt a stab of pity for the barmaid, who was being called left, right and centre as new customers filed in.

Her gaze stubbornly returned back to the poster. Yes. She would sign up. She would do something brave for once in her short, lonely life. She took another determined gulp of her ale, as if she was sealing the deal with herself. But not tonight. Tomorrow. Maybe.

She threw another few coins out in front of her in signal to any bar staff passing to top up her drink. She couldn't afford a room and would probably end up sleeping on the streets tonight, so she might as well spend the little money she did have on aiding that uninviting sleep. She didn't typically allow herself to get drunk; it was a reckless thing to do. But so was joining Liaryn's army. And so was accidentally killing her grandmother.

The latter argument was hard to disagree with.

She barely tasted the second mug of ale and her thoughts became a little hazy at the edges and hard to distinguish after her third. Normally so cautious and desperate not to be noticed, she didn't care as she felt her hood slip down, revealing her vibrant red hair. She sang along with the other drunkards - not caring that her voice resembled that of a tortured cat - her purpose in this small town long forgotten.

It didn't take a lot of ale nor time to make Della forget.
Juliette grinned, scrambling off the floor as John and Teddy helped her to gather her stuff - it wasn't the first time and certainly wouldn't be the last - and she hurriedly stuffed it into the baggage rail before it could cause any more accidents of any kind. She collapsed onto one of the seats, relieved.
"At least I didn't miss the train this year," she announced, grimacing in memory of last year, where her father's poor time keeping had some serious consequences. She had to arrive with her father and do the walk of shame through the great hall alone; an embarrassing event that she didn't wish to relive, "But I'm good, thanks John. Oh, and hi, Samantha! And believe me, Teddy, I'm a lot clumsier than Nymphadora, plus I can't do that cool thing with my hair like you two can...I see blue is in, this season..."
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