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Fanci Feathers Marans said:
(So, this is back in time compared to everyone else, but better late than never.)

Gage strode down the hall of horsemen and into the elevator. Chicken still in the crook of his wing. Firm hand still at his back. Lump still in his throat.
The guard saw them coming, and Gage's captor jerked his shirt until he could whisper in the guard's ear. What was that? Pale Hydrogen? He shook his head. He did not care to know any secret password, in case he forgot about Tor and decided to escape. But at Tor's name, he could not hold back the tears anymore. He hung his head and tried to hide his face with his wing. It was not that he minded them seeing, after all, he had had a practical breakdown there by the railroad tracks when he thought Aero was dead. But this was different. He had to be strong. Take it like a man, Gage. You deserve this.
He gritted his teeth and swallowed hard, wiping his cheek on the feathery wrist. The elevator door eased open, along with the wrought iron bars before it, which made a mechanical clicking as they dragged along their track. The hand at his back stiffened. "Get in." The officer growled as he shoved Gage on board.
The same wretched smell that had been in the cop car came again as they boarded the elevator. Scratches scored the metal overhead. Apparently they weren't too worried about what happened when they got off this, because the guards shoved all of them in without so much as one personnel. Strange. He frowned as the doors clicked shut. Come to think of it, they had not been read their rights when they were arrested. Dread crept into his chest to accompany the mash and turmoil that was already there. His hand shot out to stop the door, "Wait-"
Click.
Now he felt like panicking, and on top of that, everyone was squeezed in around him, making it worse. He wasn't claustrophobic, but he was close. "Uh, guys..." said Gage. He he glanced up at the analog display above the door. The numbers counted down. G....-1....-2....-3. "Something's not right."
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(Could Sammy interact with him, even though she already did an interrogation post? XD)
 
RoostersAreAwesome said:
Sammy almost jumped out of her chair but managed to stay still as the door swung open. Her eyes widened as her 8th grade teacher, Mrs. Rose, entered the room. She looked down at her boots for a second, then looked back up. "Uh....?"
"Do you know who this is?" asked Mrs. Rose, showing her a picture of a dead guy.
Sammy blinked and looked at her with a blank face. "N-no." she said, confused. Who is that? Why is Mrs Rose.... here? And why is she suddenly a police interrogator?..... Is she a police interrogator? Sammy's eyes flickered everywhere except for 'Mrs. Rose's' face.
"Were you here last night?" Mrs Rose asked in a monotone voice as she put another picture down, this time a picture of an old apartment building.
Sammy stared at it. "...No," she mumbled, fingering the feather, which was still somehow in her pocket.
"Where were you, if you weren't there?"
"I-I was at my house...." Sammy stuttered. "I... I had lots of homework...." Suddenly Sammy's eyes riveted on Mrs. Rose's face. "That history project was due t-today.... but I hadn't finished it...." she said, staring at her 'teacher'.
Mrs. Rose looked away. "Yes, yes." she said dismissively, looking through her notes.
Sammy blinked. "You.... you didn't assign us a history project...." she murmured, staring at her hard.
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This isn't Mrs. Rose.... Sammy blinked, thinking. She could be Mrs. Rose's evil twin or a shapeshifter. I'm going with shapeshifter. The lady still avoided Sammy's eyes, flipping through the papers on her clipboard.
"Do you consider last night's events normal?" The shifter suddenly asked, making Sammy flinch.
"Ya, I do. For me, at least." Sammy said, attempting to lift her voice.
"Why do you consider them normal?"
"I was doing what I do everyday... homework, taking care of my pets, eating dinner...." Sammy said, picking absently at her sleeve.
"What were the situations surrounding your detainment?" The shapeshifter said in the same, flat tone.
"It was... is a weekend, so I didn't do much that morning... I ate breakfast and fed the chickens..."
"Do you know who this is?" The shifter said as she turned a picture around for Sammy to see.
Sammy squinted at the photo. "I-I don't think so."
 
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MillersFarm said:
(Bless your soul lil' potato. Don't fall victim of that awful movie. It has some pretty funny moments but most of it is pretty dirty.)
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(My friend told me yesterday that one of his friends used a website to cut out all the dirty stuff in Deadpool and the ending movie was about 10mins long XD)
 
RoostersAreAwesome said:
This isn't Mrs. Rose.... Sammy blinked, thinking. She could be Mrs. Rose's evil twin or a shapeshifter. I'm going with shapeshifter. The lady still avoided Sammy's eyes, flipping through the papers on her clipboard.
"Do you consider last night's events normal?" The shifter suddenly asked, making Sammy flinch.
"Ya, I do. For me, at least." Sammy said, attempting to lift her voice.
"Why do you consider them normal?"
"I was doing what I do everyday... homework, taking care of my pets, eating dinner...." Sammy said, picking absently at her sleeve.
"What were the situations surrounding your detainment?" The shapeshifter said in the same, flat tone.
"I-I was coming over to a friend's house.... and I would have left, but I saw a policeman hurting someone..." she mumbled as she fidgeted, looking down at her shoes.
"Do you know who this is?" The shifter said as she turned a picture around for Sammy to see.
Sammy squinted at the photo. "I-I don't think so."
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The shifter wrote down some notes. She finally looked up and met Sammy's eyes. Sammy instantly looked away, shoving her hands into her pockets.
"How is school going?" The shifter asked slowly.
"Uh? How.... W-why would that relate... to this?" Sammy stammered, looking at the table.
"Just answer the question."
"It's going ok...." Sammy said, and was about to continue, but decided not to.
"Do you get good grades?"
Why would she.... they..... it..... want to know that? "I get fine grades... mostly A's." But wouldn't they already know that if they know who my teacher is?
"I see. Why do you get good grades, do you think?" The shapeshifter asked, still without any emotion.
"Uh... I work hard. I try to understand the problems... I take a while to.. finish the problems....." Sammy said. Why am I telling her all this?.... Why is she even asking about it in the first place?...
"Are you ready to become an adult?"
Sammy's eyes widened. "N-no. I'm still in 8th grade." She mumbled, eyes skittering over the room again.
"What were you doing in that apartment at the time of your detainment?"
"I-I was coming over to a friend's house.... and I would have left, but I saw a policeman hurting someone..." she mumbled as she fidgeted, looking down at her shoes.
"Would you like to get training for your skills?" The interrogator asked, eyes on Sammy once again.
"I'm not sure...." Sammy said quietly, staring into space. Her eyes abruptly focused back on the shifter when she asked her next question.
"What scares you?"
"Um, the unknown....?" Sammy said, staring at the ground.
"Who do you hate?" The shifter asked, writing something on the clipboard.
"I don't know.... people who are cruel to animals... I guess." Sammy said, wondering why her interrogator was asking this.
"Aw, ok," the interrogator said briskly, "What is your strongest childhood memory?"
"I don't know.... I mean, one time I made a mountain of pillows on my couch...."
"Why is it important?"
Sammy shrugged absently, "It's a vivid memory, I guess."
The shifter looked up from the clipboard. "That's the end of this interrogation, thank you for your participation."
Sammy was about to say something when two policeman walked in. She let herself be led away to a cell, staring at the ground the whole way.
 
MysticChickens04 said:
Grant eventually decides to wake Misty up, he shakes her shoulder "Misty, Misty wake up"
Misty's eyes flutter open, "Huh what?" She mutters sleepily, "have you eaten at all lately?" Grant asks, Misty shakes her head "No I havent but all I want to do is sleep, now Dont wake me up." "Haha too bad Misty" Grant says then suddenly jumps up, Misty falls down and hits the cement. "OWWWW" she howls then jumps up fuming at Grant "you little..." She lunges herself at Grant but shes too slow, Grant picks her up right off her feet and holds her up she punches and kicks at him. She cant land a single blow on him though, Grant laughs at her and begins to say. "Now now sleepy Misty." She just stops moving, completely limp, tears falling on the ground at a rapid rate, dotting his hoodie.
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Grant stares up at Misty, tears fall down quickly wetting his hoodie and hurting Grants heart. He places her down a pulls her into a hug, IDIOT why would you do that? idiot stupid, JERK. "Grant dont worry about it" Misty softly says "Why?" Grant asks "You didnt make me cry... I was thinking about Seth again" Grant stares dumbfounded at Misty, "Oh"
he says Misty pulls herself out of Grants embrace "Can we please get some food?" Misty asks.
 
RoostersAreAwesome said:
(Could Sammy interact with him, even though she already did an interrogation post? XD)
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(Remember: we still have set times on the weekends. So... ima call them 'fire days'. Were we write really fast and get stuff done.... I wonder if we could outpace the shape-shifter rp... )
The elevator took them down. Deeper and deeper into the earth. Until at last, they came to floor -9 3/4. Gage blinked up at the display. Did it really say that?
 

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