Post by Aleu on Aug 4, 2006 7:42:08 GMT -6
"Hidden in the woods of Washington state, there's a series of fences wrapped around bunch of compounds made of red brick and cement. On the only entrance/exit, which I guess would be the 'front' of the building, hangs a 'Government Property; Trespassers will be shot' sign, backed up by a duo of guards, both holding a full-automatic submachine gun, two holstered revolvers, and a number of knives. Oh, and let's not forget the big, military-style tank. Inside, you've got at least ten guards, similarly armed (but sans the tank) on constant patrol.
"Why am I telling you this? Just wait a sec.
"The complex itself consists of three buildings, and a garden. The first building, nearest the gate, is the warehouse, oddly enough. Inside, they've got food, water, medicine, first aid kits, even those little packages of Kleenex. Come to think of it, they've got pretty much anything and everything you'd ever need to survive in there. And then some, even.
"The second building is located adacent to the garden, on your left as you go in through the gates. The garden's on the far left (it's more like a courtyard than a guarden; they've even got the funny little fountain). The building is the housing complex and quasi-kitchen, if you call it that. That's where we are right now. We're on the ground level with the cooks; the guards and everyone else sleeps upstairs."
The girl laughed a bitter laugh, saying, "I bet they don't want to get too close to us.
"Anyway, the third building is where the real action goes on. It's split into the main scientific department, where you've got the test tubes and the dead birds and the (sometimes dead) children. Oh, God, it's awful in there." She paused a moment in her narration to shudder, before going on.
"The other part of the third building is where we spend most of our time. It's where they have all their testing and measuring equipment, like the treadmills and diodes and crap. It's a nightmare every time they take you there."
"And now I'll get to your question. Why am I telling you this?" The teenaged girl looks at you with a sad expression through the bars of her cramped dog crate, flapping her silvery-blue wings hopelessly in the little space she's been alotted and rapping a knuckle against the sides.
"Isn't this reason enough?"
--------------------------------------------
A bit of knowledge. The compound described above is the Sinclair Institute of Greater Being, often referred to as "Sinclair" or "The Sinclair." A number of geneticists have grouped themselves here, put up a guise of being a government institute, and began to carry out illegal experimentation on humans and animals. The animals were obtained from suppliers around the globe; they weren't hard to get. The human children, though, were much more difficult. They finally resorted to hiring a few professionals to kidnap select children a few months after their birth. Other times, a doctor and a professional craftsman would team up in a hospital, and the doctor would take the baby to the Sinclair while the craftsman would make a likeness of the baby. He was very good at what he did, and if the mother had an inkling of what was going on, she was killed, and the cause of death was written down as birth complications.
The first recombinant, as they called the hybrids, was made during the early years of the Clinton administration. It was a three month child spliced with a heavy dosage of mouse DNA. It died within a few minutes.
And so it went on. The year is 2006. August has just begun. Today is the eigth. (When the RP's set to start). The technique has been mostly perfected, although the lifetime of recombinants is generally much shorter than that of normal humans, though rate of child development doesn't seem to have increased.
This won't be a 100% mundane RP, as P-chan can probably tell you :3 You'll find out what I mean relatively soon.
For your profile, don't bother posting one, just introduce yourself as you go. Everyone will be a human/avian hybrid, capable of flight. In general, you have a wingspan (tip to tip) of slightly more than double your height. Your strength, rate of healing, hearing, and sight have all been improved. Your bones are hollow but still tougher than a normal human, and your lung capacity has been increased to allow flight.
Post here if you're interested. I decided not to make it invite only, but I'm going to only take 4 more people other than myself. P-chan and Ari have reserved spots, so that's 2 people.
Hurry hurry! ^^
"Why am I telling you this? Just wait a sec.
"The complex itself consists of three buildings, and a garden. The first building, nearest the gate, is the warehouse, oddly enough. Inside, they've got food, water, medicine, first aid kits, even those little packages of Kleenex. Come to think of it, they've got pretty much anything and everything you'd ever need to survive in there. And then some, even.
"The second building is located adacent to the garden, on your left as you go in through the gates. The garden's on the far left (it's more like a courtyard than a guarden; they've even got the funny little fountain). The building is the housing complex and quasi-kitchen, if you call it that. That's where we are right now. We're on the ground level with the cooks; the guards and everyone else sleeps upstairs."
The girl laughed a bitter laugh, saying, "I bet they don't want to get too close to us.
"Anyway, the third building is where the real action goes on. It's split into the main scientific department, where you've got the test tubes and the dead birds and the (sometimes dead) children. Oh, God, it's awful in there." She paused a moment in her narration to shudder, before going on.
"The other part of the third building is where we spend most of our time. It's where they have all their testing and measuring equipment, like the treadmills and diodes and crap. It's a nightmare every time they take you there."
"And now I'll get to your question. Why am I telling you this?" The teenaged girl looks at you with a sad expression through the bars of her cramped dog crate, flapping her silvery-blue wings hopelessly in the little space she's been alotted and rapping a knuckle against the sides.
"Isn't this reason enough?"
--------------------------------------------
A bit of knowledge. The compound described above is the Sinclair Institute of Greater Being, often referred to as "Sinclair" or "The Sinclair." A number of geneticists have grouped themselves here, put up a guise of being a government institute, and began to carry out illegal experimentation on humans and animals. The animals were obtained from suppliers around the globe; they weren't hard to get. The human children, though, were much more difficult. They finally resorted to hiring a few professionals to kidnap select children a few months after their birth. Other times, a doctor and a professional craftsman would team up in a hospital, and the doctor would take the baby to the Sinclair while the craftsman would make a likeness of the baby. He was very good at what he did, and if the mother had an inkling of what was going on, she was killed, and the cause of death was written down as birth complications.
The first recombinant, as they called the hybrids, was made during the early years of the Clinton administration. It was a three month child spliced with a heavy dosage of mouse DNA. It died within a few minutes.
And so it went on. The year is 2006. August has just begun. Today is the eigth. (When the RP's set to start). The technique has been mostly perfected, although the lifetime of recombinants is generally much shorter than that of normal humans, though rate of child development doesn't seem to have increased.
This won't be a 100% mundane RP, as P-chan can probably tell you :3 You'll find out what I mean relatively soon.
For your profile, don't bother posting one, just introduce yourself as you go. Everyone will be a human/avian hybrid, capable of flight. In general, you have a wingspan (tip to tip) of slightly more than double your height. Your strength, rate of healing, hearing, and sight have all been improved. Your bones are hollow but still tougher than a normal human, and your lung capacity has been increased to allow flight.
Post here if you're interested. I decided not to make it invite only, but I'm going to only take 4 more people other than myself. P-chan and Ari have reserved spots, so that's 2 people.
Hurry hurry! ^^