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The Darwin Project (An asylum roleplay)

Is this still open?

@White Feather

Yep, and happy for new applicants! You should be able to fit right in.

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This asylum role play of mine. It's called The Darwin Project. We have started but I'm still accepting, so tickle your fancy.@Teknonick

The Darwin Project (An asylum roleplay)

Most of the Officers left as the patients didn't start self-destructing at first sight, but one or two Riders stayed as the patients began conversing. A male Rider began chuckling as Lucille didn't have her meds, and poked her in the head whilst invisible. Unaware of her adaptation. A voice comes over the speaker system, "You have 1 hour, Project #456. This is your organiser speaking. You should know my name only as Darwin. Comply, make your teams, but whatever you do, DO NOT attack each other, or you will be forcedly removed. Do not try and override. This is standard precautionary." As this was said, two guards appear and wrestle Lance out of the room whilst everyone else was distracted (hopefully). They marched him down a corridor without saying a word, and then he was shoved in a room. He could hear the bolt of the lock behind him. In the room was a desk. One side of the desk, his side, was an empty chair, and on the other, sat a rather skinny man with hands and feet which appeared too big for him. "So, have a seat. You... You are Lance, yes?" He said, after glancing at a list, "Now then, let's get down to business..." His voice was resolutely calm, "Your adaptation?" He enquired.

Eleen O'Lair

Eleen obnoxiously gets her guards to stand closer to her as more and more people come in. As she hears the maniacal voice (seemingly calm, but she knew crazy), she yanks herself out of her corner, her prestigious ground. She leaves her clones there, whilst creating five more which flank her as she walks over to a black haired, black skinned girl (Willow) and mutters (in unison with her clones, but still quiet), "Stay with me. Be me. I can make all your dreams come true." Eleen realises that this girl would realise she was younger than her, but all the less, a touch of age couldn't break this madness match. Next she sets her sights on a brown-ish haired girl who's absent-mindedly pacing up and down (Michelle/Michel), but she decides to let the other girl respond first.

The Darwin Project (An asylum roleplay)

Um sorry I'm confused. People keep using the phrase "black haired girl" I have no idea if that is Eleen or someone else. Is anyone actually interacting with me, staring at me that kinda thing?

Also, you guys can post as much as you want, apart from double-posting. Noo, not that. So feel free, don't wait for me. ;3;

Edit: Ohhhh you guys, I wonder if any of you know what will happen. I feel so evil. :3

The Darwin Project (An asylum roleplay)

@Master Crim

Fine. I'm sure everyone has a very different posting schedule.

The Darwin Project (An asylum roleplay)

@BurningCold

Your choice. I just did that so it made more sense. And I just do that anyway because it's me.

The Darwin Project (An asylum roleplay)

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Nostalgiaaaaa!

First post is up guys! Get going, put your creative devices aflame!

The Darwin Project (An asylum roleplay)

Each and every patient is pushed into a large room. The walls are blank, the floor is blank, the only thing which can be seen are tiny CCTV cameras lurking in the corner of each room, surrounded by a metal cage. What the patients did not know, is that several Riders and Officers were lurking in the room.

Eleen O'Lair

Eleen looks around at everyone. She is unsure what to make of this turn in events. She immediately activates her adaption, these clones having a slightly different shade of hair. All as one, the clones and Eleen move towards a corner of the room and form a square, claiming the corner. She wonders what these other humans (she barely remembers the species' name) will do. What have we been brought here for? Have they had experiments done on them too? Thoughts were racing through her mind as the patients began to rouse.