Welcome Guest
[Log In]
[Register]
| Welcome to Requiem Echo. We hope you enjoy your visit. You're currently viewing our forum as a guest. This means you are limited to certain areas of the board and there are some features you can't use. If you join our community, you'll be able to access member-only sections, and use many member-only features such as customizing your profile, sending personal messages, and voting in polls. Registration is simple, fast, and completely free. Join our community! If you're already a member please log in to your account to access all of our features: |
| The Hall | |
|---|---|
| Tweet Topic Started: Jun 14 2010, 04:04 AM (208 Views) | |
| Nyusha Raisa Aznabaev | Jun 14 2010, 04:04 AM Post #1 |
![]()
The Loli
|
Subject 003: Age 7 "The subject is alert." A white coated man would wait as his female assistant whispered into his ear. Nyusha would stare at them both from her chair. They had kept her in it for a long time, hours it felt like. She'd fallen asleep and woken up to this. She couldn't remember things, her father and sister, she knew she had them. Where were they? Nadia would be worried. The last time Nyusha had wandered around alone she almost had her hair and ear torn off. Now her head felt like it was on fire, something cold was on it and every now and then it felt like it was buzzing. It was irritating but nothing horribly, she could live with that. "Russian? I don't speak Russian, that is why you are here. Talk to her all you want, all that matters is keeping her engaged. She's a genius, even Hotaru Uno had to be modified to exhibit this level of telepathic awareness." The woman simply nodded, as she would kneel down holding the girl's trapped hands on the ends of the arm wrests, softly explaining things to the girl, helping her understand things that would be too complicated. She was fading out again, so the woman would help her focus. Her mind was not yet ready for such an intrusive exam, and the higher ups not wanting another mere Cyber Newtype wished for this one to be powerful without any enhancements at all. Still as the girl tried to speak she was merely shushed, the woman continuing on and on about how happy Hotaru would be. Nyusha didn't know who this Hotaru was but they kept mentioning her. She wasn't happy at all. As time would pass and the girl would be released she would see it for the first time. The Hall which Hotaru Trie would pass many times. Nyusha would pass through but once. Subject 003: Age 11 Hotaru Trie would be with Hotaru Uno and Hotaru Duo for the day. The girls had never met, and were acting as girls like that would be expected. Uno and Duo were both a good deal older than Trie, but for some reason they both stared jealously at her. It would take Hotaru Trie a good deal of time before she would ever understand why she was stared at so coldly. It was the fact that she was already capable of working with them, and she'd never had any enhancements. These girls were both Cyber Newtypes, who had never exhibited the natural ability their younger sister had. In effect, they were older less useful models of the Product: Hotaru. The exorcise would be simple. Each were given a glove, and they would thumb wrestle. Each girl would battle the other in this method, This would be a test of using a Psychoframe, much as their initial exams were. Now skill too had to come into play. Uno and Duo would be first. It was a long match, lasting a good three minutes, but Uno would win, as both girls would rest a moment to retain concentration. Hotaru Trie would face her sister Duo first. The match beginning, they were both quite capable of using a psychoframe, but Trie's reactions and predictions were much higher and more impressive than that of of her elder sister. Defeating Duo in less than a minute as she seemed almost casual in the movements. When given a chance to rest, Trie didn't appear to understand, merely holding the gloved hand to Uno to continue the exam. As such it would begin. Hotaru would weed to and fro, the thumb focused on blocking initially. Despite age, the robotic arm would equally match itself constantly. A minute into the contest, Hotaru would stop the blocking, instantly capturing the opposing robotic thumb in a moment. Uno screamed angrily shoving at the girl and being required to be restrained. As Hotaru fell she felt the warmth of blood rushing from her forehead, several of the nearby researches working to clean her up. Hotaru would have a very difficult time with group tasks like that again. It seemed direct conflict between peers like that would be unwise, Hotaru being carried to the Hall this time. The memory fading as the woman holding her took steps. One clack... two clack... Edited by Nyusha Raisa Aznabaev, Jun 14 2010, 04:46 AM.
|
| "..." | |
![]() |
|
| Nyusha Raisa Aznabaev | Jun 14 2010, 09:36 PM Post #2 |
![]()
The Loli
|
Subject 003: Age 11 Status: Optimal Note: Use of the NERD (Newtype Enhanced Reaction Directory) has not been approved for this subject. Doctor Kalinda Terron maintained the argument that this subject's natural abilities have already surpassed that of our enhanced models. As such, the following record will be sealed, to prevent liability to the Chairman. An Order 82 on all level 3 and lower staff present at the incident has been enacted. Hotaru Trie was woken, as white coated people she didn't know pulled her from the confines of her small room. She would silently close her eyes and squeeze the hand dragging her, pretending it was her father. The firmness and rush of it felt familiar. When the sky bleed, she'd felt a much more vicious pull, s it could be believable. She had little concern in the change, even though she wondered why the woman had not come to her this time. The woman always came. Hotaru's action would cause the man pulling her to shake his head in disbelief as they reached the chamber. They had left the hall, and perhaps they had left many halls, but her hall was gone now. All she saw was a new kind of room, where a familiar man would be waiting for her. The man who had always been so excited with her before, wide and loud, he was ordering his aids to set her in the chair. Hotaru never resisted, she'd been drugged the first few times, but she understood logically that escaping had never been an option. She was roughly put into her chair, her arms being locked again. She briefly remembered this style of locking. It took her five minutes to unlock them with her mind before, extremely difficult, so many little parts. However Hotaru would quickly find out that this was not another session for puzzles as a strange sort of helmet was in the doctor's hands, and her head had been restrained. For the first time in years, Hotaru felt that chill. Fear, which she'd been blocking for years would build up in her. The fear that they were going to hurt her. Once she was assured of how important she was it had been suppressed. When Hotaru Uno struck her, it had leaked, but was never serious. But not, the dam had broken and the girl instinctively tried to move, as the helmet was fastened onto her head and locked, heat and buzzing filling her mind and then a vibration as it activated and horrible nullifying pain. Hotaru screamed as the NERD helmet would activate, the locks on her arms immediately releasing. The girl would move forward, holding the sides of her face in misery as her mind was being forced open. She could feel... everyone. The man who was delighted in her pain, the Doctor who was already rushing to this place as her nightly check on Hotaru produced no subject. Hotaru would even feel things these people had no knowledge of, a silent alarm. Soldiers rushing to the lab, and much much more. She understood it all, it was all going to end, something had to go, sanity, life... it was all the same in this situation. And it was so painful, Hotaru couldn't focus enough to even figure out how to remove the damned device. All she knew was the cause of this enormous pain. It would take 30 seconds for the Doctor to reach this room. It would take 12 seconds to remove the source of the pain. Test Bits. Little harmless cylinders which they had all been forced into to moving here and there. Weak engines, no weapons. But mastered... The bits would smash out of their wooden containers, splintering wood flying to the floor as the first 5 would kill the guards. They had guns, guns were bad. The bits simply ran through the heads of those men. A harmless, but brutal, death by blunt trauma. Reaction time had never been a scientist's forte' so the coming assault was ineptly defended as the bits would repeatedly smash into the man's skull, blood and brain material rolling to the floors as Hotaru continued to smash it trying to make the pain stop.She knew people had come into the room, people with guns. The Doctor had stopped them, and within seconds, freed the girl from the torture device. Hotaru Trie would sleep. |
| "..." | |
![]() |
|
| 1 user reading this topic (1 Guest and 0 Anonymous) | |
![]() Our users say it best: "Zetaboards is the best forum service I have ever used." Learn More · Sign-up Now |
|
| « Previous Topic · Roleplaying · Next Topic » |
| Theme: Zeta Original | Track Topic · E-mail Topic |
2:14 PM Jul 11
|








2:14 PM Jul 11