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Stories from Idumea: Children of Avveel (CLOSED)

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Stories from Idumea: Children of Avveel (CLOSED)

So the entire story takes place in this village, despite the over arcing plot that volunteers are headed to that specific city?

Is there a part one to this story I missed from a previous Rp you ran?

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Hope you’re not terribly hurt. Take all the time you need.

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Color me intrigued.

CONTAINMENT: Welcome to Facility B

Subject: FP-1991-ED

Last Recorded Location: Purple Ward

Last Recorded Interaction: @BCTheEntity@Nyxira@Bazmund

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The girl calling her self Dolly looked at the man who accompanied Blade back to the group. Of all the door they walked past to reunite together, there didn’t seem to be many other people within the hall. The entire hall full of identical rooms, and only four of them were occupied. Dolly didn’t question why Blade passed up the remaining doors, she figured they were probably empty anyway.

She looked up at the person Blade had found. The newest member of their little band was taller than everyone, but looked much skinnier. Dolly found it a little funny because it was like the man was stretched out half a foot, but kept it to herself. So far, she was the only child there, and she wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. She turned back to the person she had found with the hoodie. He didn’t seem to react one way or another, and Blade caught on that the man was not all there.

After introductions were made, Dolly spoke up, “Um, if you don’t mind, I’ve decided to call myself Dolly.” She wasn’t entirely against the name Blade had tried to assign her, but she was more partial to Dolly. It sounded nicer. But since she didn’t have a name for any of the others outside of Blade, she thought it would be easier to keep it that way. Not entirely sure what a druggie was, she opted to just stick with Dougie for simplicities sake and it sounded more like a name than Druggie did. She also thought Sticks was a funny name.

Dolly followed Blade as he walked down the hall towards, well she was not quite sure, but it seemed like food would be that way. She grabbed a hold of Dougie’s hand and led him as they rest of the group started down the hall. She let go, and once she found that he was going to keep following them, ran to catch up to Blade as he took the lead. Side by side, she looked up at him while keeping pace.

“You didn’t give yourself a name. I thought of Blade because of the knife on your arm. Is that alright?” she asked. As they walked down the hall, Dolly commented about the halls, the doors they passed by. She wanted to ask him about the loud noise that echoed the halls before the lights had cut out. As far as she was aware, she was the only one who got scared by it. Dougie stood stationary as she clung to him, and the others didn’t bring it up either. Before she opened her mouth, they stopped by a pair of large double doors. Like the others, these doors were unlocked and pushed open ever so slightly. Presumably this was the cafeteria. Dolly forgot her question when the possibility of food just on the other side presented itself. She was hungry, Blade was hungry, and presumably the other two were hungry as well. Now would probably not be the time to ask, but in the back of her mind, she was afraid whatever that noise was going to come back.

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CONTAINMENT: Welcome to Facility B

Subject: FP-1991-ED

Last Recorded Location: Purple Ward

Last Recorded Interaction:@BCTheEntity@Bazmund@Nyxira

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The little girl, now calling herself Dolly, smiled at the man as he nodded. She was not sure why, but in his near incapacitated state, she felt like a caretaker for someone who needed her. Soon enough her worries faded as she helped the man stand up from the bed. He was taller than she expected now that the man had straitened out from his sitting position. He almost looked as tall as Blade. Still holding his hand, Dolly led him to the door out to the hall.

“Alright, Blade asked me to help find other people.” Said Dolly, “I don’t know what’s happening, but I think Blade has an idea for what to do.” Whether he had an idea or not specifically she was not sure, but it seemed like a good idea at the time to at least find other people who might not be aware that something was wrong to begin with and collect notes. Out in the hall, she let go of the man’s hand and ran to the room across the way and checked that door. It was empty to. She looked down the hall. There were a good number of doors that lined the hall between her and her new friend and Blade

“I don’t think there are many people here.” Dolly observed. She had checked a good number of rooms, and so far, she had only found the hooded man. Speaking of which she asked “Hey, what’s your name? Do you remember? I can give you one if you can’t.” Before she could get an answer, a loud shriek came from somewhere above. The girl immediately stopped talking, and held her hands close to her chest, slightly slouched forward as if covering from something. When the scream stopped, she noticed the lights go out from down the hall, one by one until she was in total darkness.

“Blade!” she squealed, turning towards the hooded figure beside her, burying her face into his hoodie. Tears welled in her eyes as she stood there clinging to the stranger’s hoodie. The sudden shriek and lights going out had scared to the point she had nearly urinated. Even after the light came on, she was slow to release the man she had only met moments ago. She slowly opened her eyes as light filtered through driving away the darkness once again. While dim, dull, and yellow, they at least didn’t flicker much. Still holding on with as strong a grip as the little girl could muster, she took small step back and looked around the hall. She fully let go of the man when the voice announced the emergency power.

Any confidence Dolly had gained as a result of finding an ally had been severely lessened by the black out. She flinched when the second announcement called for everyone to come to breakfast. Breakfast? Dolly’s stomach growled. She was indeed hungry. So much had happened and she hadn’t even had breakfast yet. She reached down and picked up the doll she dropped during the black out. And looked down the hall where Blade had gone. He was headed her way, with another figure behind him. He seemed successful in finding someone else as well. Wiping her eyes, she waved at Blade and his new companion as they approached.

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CONTAINMENT: Welcome to Facility B

Subject: FP-1991-ED

Last Recorded Location: Purple Ward

Last Recorded Interaction:@BCTheEntity@Nyxira

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The little girl nodded when the man motioned for her to follow him out. To her dismay, the stranger didn’t seem to know where she was either, so she also felt it was her responsibility to help him as much as she could to find out as much as he was helping her feel safe. As the man left the doorway, the little girl ran back into her room, grabbed a doll dressed in a Victorian style dress and followed the man out. She noticed that the man had a knife tattooed on his arm. Without knowing his name, the little girl opted to call him Blade in relation to that tattoo.

She looked up at the man as he explained his plan. While she was still not one hundred percent down for the idea, just having someone she could run back to was enough to give her a bit more courage to carry it out. As the man continued farther down the hall to where Blade suspected the voice was coming from, the little girl stopped by the nearest cell door.

“Alright, I’ll try to find someone else, Blade.” She said before she started looking inside. Much like her own room, the door was partially open like disengaging the lock released the tension that held the door shut, letting it finally move freely along its hinge. She pushed it open to expose the small room fully to the rest of the facility. The room was small, just as dull as her own, and completely devoid of furniture except for a single bed along the far wall. This room was not being occupied, or if it was, the occupant was no longer present. She closed the door behind her and moved on to the next room.

Blade by this point was now much farther down the hall. She could hear him speaking with someone, but could not make out the specifics of the conversation. For the next couple rooms, she found them empty, much like the first. Either everyone was not as privileged as her to get toys and furniture, or these room were never occupied waiting for the next prisoner to take up residence. Finally, she spotted some flicking coming from the next room she approached. It was faint, barely noticeable unless you were right next to it. Accompanying it was the soft sound of static. Cautiously, the little girl opened the door. There was a television, its display struggling to keep lit; the source of the flickering and noise.

Just inside the doorway, the girl clutched the doll a bit tighter as she looked about the room. Unlike the previous ones she checked, this one had someone within it. She looked towards the bed. His balled form resting against the wall, his arms over his knees. It was hard to see where he was looking, his hood covering his eyes, the dim lights, and flickering TV not helping in the slightest.

“H-hello.” She said nervously as she inched her way to the stranger sitting on the bed. He didn’t seem threatening. Blade still keeping the trophy for most scary person she had met today, but this hooded figure seemed off somehow. “Hi. My name is, um…” despite what was going on, this was the first the little girl realized she could not remember her name. She started to internally panic, but started to take deep breaths. Blade asked for her help, and now was not the time to panic. She couldn't recall anything before, her own name should not have been that surprising. But she had already started the sentence, so she felt obligated to finish it. She looked down at the doll she was holding. “…Dolly. I’m Dolly.”

The little girl moved closer to where she was at the edge of the bed. She could see the man’s face much better now. While he most certainly awake, he seemed a bit sluggish. Not sure what was going on, the little girl reached out and touched his hand as it hung over his knee. “We need to get out of here. I have a friend waiting for us in the hall.” She said. Her voice shook just a little, but she tried her best to appear brave for the dangerous situation she concocted based on what she experienced so far.

CONTAINMENT: Welcome to Facility B

Subject: FP-1991-ED

Last Recorded Location: Purple Ward

Last Recorded Interaction: @BCTheEntity

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As she laid there with the blanket over her head, danger raced through her thoughts. There weren’t any specific dangers, the little girl being unable to come up with any, but ever new sound only fueled the fear she was feeling. What was initially just a startle grew more terrifying the longer she hid on the bed. The muffled cries for help from beyond the chamber door down the hall certainly didn’t help. The person calling was just so far away that any words he might have cried were muffled into gibberish. More people were awaking since the pitiful alarm sounded through the halls, and the little girl had no idea what to make of it.

After what felt like hours passed, the little girl took a peek from under the sheets. The door still loomed ajar, exposed for anyone who would wish to enter. Loose fibers from the blanket made it difficult enough to see if the dim lighting was still too bright. She quickly closed the small opening when she spotted the door moving. Someone had entered the room. Was it the person who called out before so aggressively? Or was it another stranger who wished her harm? Perhaps it was a savior. She did not dare to take another peek lest she give away her position. She clenched when the door reached its limit creaking under the weight of someone leaning against it.

She waited for something to happen when the entity that occupied the same room as her began to speak. She opened her eyes. The man’s tone of voice was not angry or murderous. It wasn’t exactly that of a gentle mother or father, but it matched the words being spoken. When the man ended his attempted dialog of solace, the girl sat up with the blanket pushed away. He seemed genuine about not wanting to hurt her. The little girl relaxed. The man needed help, and she was not sure what she could do, but there seemed to be some trouble, and at the very least, this man was not it.

She slid off the bed, and slowly walked up to the man. “I’ll help.” She said quickly, and clenching her hands together. “I’m sorry I ran. I I didn’t know who you were. I don’t um…” the little girl swayed a little side to side almost like she was having second thoughts. She still had no idea who this man was. Just a moment ago she was hiding from him like her life depended on it. Not only that, but her memories of basically anything relevant to her situation, or even anything before that eluded her as well. She frowned and then looked back up at the man.

“I’ll help however I can, but do you know where I am? I can’t remember anything.”