Hiding From Sunlight - A Dystopian Role-Play

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RoostersAreAwesome said:
Frosty looked away, memories flashing through his mind of hundreds of caged animals, whimpering and whining as they waited for their turn to be experimented on. He shivered. He remembered perfectly well the surgeries that had happened to others, even then he had forced himself to watch. He hopped down, trotting over to Gail and Lilith, trying to push the horrible memories from his mind.
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Matt watched as the knife turned glowing orange and turned off the lighter then set it on the table. Quickly he pressed the knife to Falcon`s neck, waiting til the wound closed. When it did he stood and put the Knife on the table "I`m done. And with how immune to the dart drug he is- I`de say even without the reverse he should be awake soon."
 
RiverStorm said:
Matt watched as the knife turned glowing orange and turned off the lighter then set it on the table. Quickly he pressed the knife to Falcon`s neck, waiting til the wound closed. When it did he stood and put the Knife on the table "I`m done. And with how immune to the dart drug he is- I`de say even without the reverse he should be awake soon."
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Rubysword said:
Gail's sobs slowly subsided. She hiccuped softly, her eyes droopy. She was tired after a long day.
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Lilith nodded, placing Gail on the sofa to fall asleep some, then returned to Falcon's side, holding his limp hand loosely, hoping he would remember who she was when he awoke.
 
ladybugchickenfarms said:
"That sounds good." Violet said. "But I don't know exactly how to get out. So I want you to help me out here. Should we make a last minute plan or should we just wing it? Also, if we're making a plan, where is this person you know, so we can go straight there without any complications." She added quickly.
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Wren stared up at the ceiling, lost in thought. Finally she answered, with out shifting her gaze. "We need at least a faint idea. Oh, don't worry he's nearby, maybe 15 minutes or so away. Although it might be 30 if we play it safe and take the long route..." She mused, almost to herself.
 
Wren woke as the bright, florescent factory lights suddenly turned on all at once with a loud chook sound and a robotic voice began to speak. "Stations 1 through 15 will activate in 10 minutes. Get to your assigned station immediately. Tardy workers will be punished." Wren sat up, knocking her head against the bottom of the bed. She let out a hiss of pain but pushed through it, crawling out of her hiding place and shaking Violet awake. "Violet! Are you assigned to a work station between 1 and 15? If so, we have to leave NOW!" She whispered furiously.
 
Violet looked up drowsily. Then she realized what had happened. "Yes!" She replied, scared. "I'm in station 10!" She jumped out of bed and ran to the door. "We'll run silently through the halls until we get to the door. Then you lead the way to that person you told me about. Hurry! The sun rises soon!" She thrust the door opened silently and motioned for Wren to follow her. She sprinted silently through the halls until they got to the door. She opened it as quietly as possible. She couldn't believe it. The place she had worked so hard to get out of for so long was escaped from so easily. She ran out the door into the chilly night air. The sun hadn't risen yet, but she knew when it did she would have to hide. "Lead the way!" She said to Wren as she closed the factory door.
 
"It can't be that easy," Wren muttered, glancing around after they exited the building. There. Tucked in the eaves of the warehouse were evenly-spaced security cameras. "Violet, we have to get out of here. NOW!" But even as she turned to run she knew it was too late. A group of soldiers rounded the corner, their faces covered and strange-looking devices in their hands. Her heart sank when she saw the sound-canceling headphones the soldiers were wearing. "Cover your ears and run! Split up! I'll explain later! Go!" She shouted above the piercing noise beginning to come from the machines the soldiers were holding. "RUN!" Her yell echoed off the alley walls.
 

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