nyaatalie

Zombies in Space

I'm down B)

☤ oh lord what have i done? (SPN experimentation RPG)

Alexa has never experienced pain so severe. It feels like they have been torturing her for hours even though it has been mere minutes. When they finally stop the flow of electricity, she knows that this isn't the end. This is just the beginning. She wants to ask what is happening, why they are doing this to her, who they are, but she fears that opening her mouth again will result in more torture. Her head is light, her muscles are weak--for all she knows, this is where she is going to die. Fuck, she would take regular prison over this any day. One of the scientists approaches her with a dagger.

"Oh no, please don't," warm tears drip down from her eyes. She hates looking weak, but she can't help it at this point. It's strange how they have not said a single word throughout this entire experience. The scientist digs the blade into the palms of her hand one at a time, using enough pressure to create a decent-sized gash. Blood drips down from her hands onto the floor, the crimson color of the liquid contrasting the pearly white color of the tile. Another scientist walks up with a container labeled "Hydraulic Liquid". She has a bad feeling about what they are going to do with that.

Unfortunately, she is correct. The liquid is poured into her wounds along with some salt, and it's the worst pain she's ever felt. Even worse than the electrocution. Alexa screams again, the terrible pain causing her to finally black out in pain. Satisfied with their work, the scientists untie her, dress her in the scrubs once more, then carry her unconscious body back to the room. They open the doors and throw her in, exiting before any of the prisoners have a chance to attack.

☤ oh lord what have i done? (SPN experimentation RPG)

She awakens once again in a room colder than the one before. Maybe she's colder because she has less clothes on--they've stripped her from the clean scrubs, so she wears nothing but her underwear. Her wrists and ankles strapped to a table, and the four men from before study her intently. "You sick fucks, you just had to strip me didn't you? Fucking pervs," she spits at them. Perhaps that was the wrong thing to say to the people holding her captive. They don't say a word to her, they simply press a button that causes thousands of volts of electricity to flow through her body. The pain is indescribable. She can't help but scream, and her screams are loud enough to resonate all the way to the dormitories.

☤ oh lord what have i done? (SPN experimentation RPG)

A few others have risen from their beds after being woken up by the racket: two men who are a little older, and a young perky blonde. The blonde seems kinky, calling one of the men "pet." It is a little weird but also slightly turns her on. One of the men asks for their names. "Alexa," she introduces herself to him. She hasn't determined whether these people are trustworthy or not. Probably not, but at the moment, they are in this fucked up situation together, and it's just a name.

The wooden doors abruptly open, with four men in white lab coats emerging from the dark corridor beyond the doorway. "Well, looks like you got their attention," she says to the boy who she first talked with. The men surround her, two of them grabbing her arms roughly. "Wait, what the fuck are you doing?"

They don't answer. One of the men simply withdraws a syringe and plunges it into her neck, causing her body to feel heavy and go limp. Without a word to the other prisoners, they leave the room, escorting her to a lab.

☤ oh lord what have i done? (SPN experimentation RPG)

Her last memory was her sentencing in the cold walls of the court. Someone had pissed her off, she manipulated them into suicide, and was caught. She can't recall the exact details of her sentence, but when she is harshly awoken to the sounds of a boy banging on a door and yelling, Alexa has a feeling that this isn't a normal prison. Part of her wants to roll over and go back to sleep, because fuck, her head is pounding. They must have drugged her or something, the holes in her memory aren't natural. But he's being too loud, waking everyone up--there's no way she'll ever get back to sleep with this commotion. Her eyes adjust to the dim lighting of the room, the only source coming from fluorescent lights on the walls in the corner. She notices that she is on a bottom bunk bed, glancing around and seeing similar bunks with stirring bodies. Throwing her legs over the bed, her feet make contact with the icy cold tile and that is when she sees that her somewhat promiscuous clothing has been swapped out for blue scrubs. Muttering something about how this outfit isn't very cute, she stands up slowly and approaches the boy, who still pounds on the doors.

"You just woke up everyone up, you know," Alexa rubs her eyes and says groggily. "I don't think anyone is going to answer."

☤ oh lord what have i done? (SPN experimentation RPG)

First & Last Name:
Alexa Dupere
Age:
19
Type of being:
Siren - manipulates feelings of love, whether sexual or platonic, and causes victims to kill someone they love. Can read minds and can make victims fall under their spell by infecting them with its saliva. Killed by a bronze dagger dipped in the blood of someone under its spell.
Appearance:

Personality:
While she puts on a sweet, innocent facade to manipulate others, her true self is much more cold. Alexa will do anything to get her way, and clearly has little to no moral compass. Her parents were uninvolved, leading her to always hang around the wrong crowd growing up. She's never really felt a true attachment to anyone but herself.
Crime:
Murder