Clones: Unlimited ~*Awaken*~

[Lady Myuu]

Clones: Unlimited

PG-13+​

Group A: Dr. Hannah Ravens
Head clone: Shu

Pika Queen Lucy - Meyrin
Saffire Persian - Ciarden posted
cdr1617 - Lauria Posted
Tenda - Fenrir {posted

Group B: Name: Professor Folknar
Head clone: Cain

Oblivian - Oblivian posted
Renegade - Darius Posted
Psychic - Nasu posted
ShadowFaith - Saria posted

Group C: Name: Dr Markus
Head clone: Mooka

Oblivian - Bit
Scrap - Shi posted
Renegade - Midnight Posted
Hak – Tae posed


~*~

The tall clone moved along the cold halls of the laboratory, his face showed seriousness and expectation for something to come. His bird like legs clicked across the floor as he made his way to the end of the hall. Three doors stood at the end, two on each side and one on the very end.

The door on the left read ‘Lab A’ the one at the end ‘Lab B’ and the one on the right ‘Lab C’

The golden Mewtwo stopped at these doors then turned and stepped inside Lab A. Once inside the large clone lifted his head and looked around the room. The room was decorated with some paintings and plants while the flooring and walls were white. Tables had bottles and papers while one side of the room was decorated with many kinds of machines and computers as heart machines beeped and scanners hummed.

The ho-oh Mewtwo turned his gaze to the other side of the room. Four large glass tubes, from ceiling to floor stood side by side with only a few inches apart. The tubes each were filled with different liquids depending on the type of clone they carried. Around the yet to be awakened clones were sleeping. Only a few scientist in this room, mostly younger women.

“Ares! You come to watch the awakening process with me? I am very excited to meet our new brothers and sisters.” A bird like voice sung as a figure made her way over, the brightly colored female clone tilted her head as the large golden Mewtwo looked down at her.

‘Not today Shu, I just came for reports for Professor Gray.’ The deep voice of Ares replied.

“Oh…” Shu looked a bit sad, her shyness returning. “The awakening process starts in five minutes. Miss Hannah went to go fetch some more personnel to aid. Um, there vital signs are all stable and when they awake it is my duty to answer questions and help them settle in.” the other ho-oh clone answered.

A hum came from Ares as he thought over the information. He turned his gaze back towards Shu, ‘Very good. Tell me when all clones are awake and ready to be addressed.’

He turned to leave and stopped as a large woman entered. Dr. Hannah Ravens nodded towards Ares and stepped aside allowing the clone to pass.

”He came for the report?”

“Yes ma’am.” Shu replied as she watched him.

“Don’t worry Shu, one of these clones will be a better friend then he is.” The woman said as she walked over and began to type at a computer and checking some information. “Its almost time.”

The colorful clone turned her gaze back towards the tanks and smiled a little. She was glad it wasn’t just going to be her and the other four anymore. She hated being the only female.

~*~

Ares was moving to the next lab, B, he entered the room just as easily as the last, his towering form still hunched over slightly as he was still too tall to truly stand in here. This room showed a much different personality then the other. It was dull and very clean, dimly lit with only a few select few assistants and scientist within.

Professor Folknar did not like a lot of clutter or company.

The room was like the last in only two ways, many computers spread about and once again four towering tubes that contained life. The head Mewtwo eyed the four carefully before turning his gaze towards the man in charge of this area. The tall very bald man was looking at a clipboard, his brown eyes gazing over it and marking certain things.

’Professor.’ Ares called mentally. The man snapped his gaze at the clone looking a bit annoyed before turning his gaze another way. Some movement and then he stood the head clone of this department, Cain. The large clone who matched the height of Ares made his way over. He listened to Falknor like a loyal canine and never disobeyed the man.

‘Hello Cain’ Ares greeted.

‘Ares.’ Responded the deeper voice as the large raikou/Mewtwo turned his eyes towards the tubes. ‘All is well the process will commence soon. As ordered I will greet the new clones and prepare them for the next step.’

‘No problems at all? I thought you were having trouble with the little one.’ Ares said as he too looked at the tubes.

‘As I said, Ares, all is well.’ T he two eyed each other before Ares just turned and left the room to go to the next lab.

Cain grumbled a little, Ares always stuck his nose into his business. Not that he minded too much, he just wanted a bit more respect.

~*~

~*~

The head clone moved on, into the next lab. Lab C was much like the others, each showing a bit of the personality of the head scientist of that department. While Prof. Ravens was bright and friendly, Folkner was secluded and strict; Dr Markus was clumsy and shy.

Only a few assistants in the room, mainly young doctors and such, no one of great brilliance or high honor, the only one who actually knew what he was doing was the young blonde Dr. Markus.

The young man was just standing over a computer looking at a list of data when he heard a grunt. The poor man jumped at the sound and turned facing the tall Ares.

“Ack, Ares you scared the crap out of me,” Gasped the doctor as he patted his chest, “You want the report right, well got to find Mooka first.” He tried to sound sly but just came up a stumbling mess like always.

Ares wasn’t amused.

‘Where is the leech?’ the large clone asked.

“Uh, I’m not sure. That’s why um I said you had to go find him.” The good doctor replied.

Ares shot Markus a look before turning around and sensing about the room. His eyes narrowed to the four tubes in the far corner. The golden clones eyes flashed and with a yelp a puff of silver smoke and standing before the ho-oh like Mewtwo was the silver normal clone.

Mooka’s red eyes narrowed and glared back at Ares before the clone grinned.

‘What ya want, Goldilocks?’ Mooka chuckled.

Ares not wanting to deal with the annoying clone reached out and gripped one of Mooka’s horns. ‘Report.’

Mooka withheld a gulp as he tugged on his gripped horn. ‘Everything okay, ready to go. The awakening process will commence in two minutes and a half or so. I’m looking forward to greeting the ladies, aren’t you?’

‘If I hear that you groped one of the new clones, male or female, I will have you placed as a target in training. Shu has never forgiven you and I don’t want another incident. Got it, Moo-ka.’ Ares let the threat hang a moment before he released the silver clone and turned leaving the room with out a goodbye.

Mooka stuck his tongue out at the Mewtwo when his back was turned.

Markus hit Mooka on the head with a clipboard.

~*~

Ares made his way up the hallway, moving a bit faster then he was before. He was heading to two larger doors where the head professor worked. It was the main lab. The golden clone entered the white spotless lab. No one but the old man was in there, as the other assistants had been disbursed among the other labs.

“How did it go, Ares?” asked professor Gray.

‘All as it should be, master.’ Ares responded before turning his gaze to a smaller simpler tank. ‘Will she be ready?’ he asked with some concern.

"She is ready, Ares. Don’t you have faith in your master?" Gray scorned.

‘Of course, master.’ Ares moved over to the tank and placed his hand on the tube, looking in at his new little sister.

‘… Sleep well, Neena.’ Whispered the giant clone.

~*~

ooc:

Your first post will be very simple actually. You will start by awakening and the tank will drain. You will not pull a mewtwo movie and 'break' out of it. You are being awakened and you all will find yourself for the first time not being cared for or flouting in water.

The tubes will rise and you will be faced with one of the main clones (matters what group your in) The main clone will not greet you but will continue to give off a vibe of comfort nto wanting you to go berserk (but you still can if your character would do that) until everyone in YOUR group has posted. meaning you don't jave to wait for everyone to post, just everyone in your set group to post. Thats only three people to wait for.

anyway...

get it? If not PM me.

 

[Shadowfaith]

Saria awoke, startled when the tank began to drain of the water that she had grown accustom too for as long as she could remember. She began to panic as the water drained over her face. Unsure of what else to do, she gasped for air and took in the unfamiliar substance. Her eyes stung harshly and her skin tingles as droplets of water began to drip and run down the sky blue skin of her body. Before she knew it the water had completely drained and she was left standing there with nothing to keep her a float.

Unable to remain stable on her week legs, she fell, sliding down the tube which made a squeaking sound until she reached the bottom with a light thud. In this very uncomfortable position, she tried moving her limbs, but didn’t quite have the strength to lift her arms more than an inch. As soon as she managed to live them, they fell straight back to the position they had been before.

As if this wasn’t enough the tube then began to rise and Saria couldn’t help the gasp that emitted from her mouth. She wanted to grab its edges and pull it back down, but she knew it would be a futile effort. As soon as it had fully risen, her body slumped back and she could have fallen if her strong will had not kicked in at that second. She remained sitting up right, slouched forward a tad to give herself leverage, but at least she did not fall and crack her head on the floor.

When she fully grasped the reality of it all and had fully settled on the fact that this was not a dream, she took a look around her mind asking all sorts of questions which she had the urge voice out aloud, but thought against it. The two strands she had for tails took that moment to flex experimentally. She drifted up to tickle across her face, as if they were serpents seeking heat.

She looked in bewilderment at the two strands never before experiencing such a thing that her body was capable of. It was then she noticed that beyond her sight of the two tails, stood another of her species. He was taller than her, and held a different colour and features, but he still had the same shape as her.

Unconsciously she raised her hand and gave the form a small wave, something she had seen the people do before as a greeting or a farewell. The other did not return her with any sign of acknowledgment, but she still felt a good vibe from this figure and so looked at him with kind eyes. This was the only thing in the room that really took her interest at this moment, and her mind went wild with possibilities of what the other clone was doing there, just waiting for her.

 

[Kiyohime]

There was an electronic click, then a hum that cut through the dream, tearing it like fine fabric.

Shi jerked his head drowsily, bubbles gushing from under the rim of his metallic helm. The hum irritated him, a unbearable soundless roar in his bones. Electricity crackled and popped weakly from his jet-black fur, but it was useless--not much could be conducted through the thick, pink embryonic fluid that he was suspended in.

But--

With a sucking noise, the fluid levels abruptly began to drop, swirling down to the bottom.

Gravity descended.

With a thud that shook the glass, Shi hit the bottom, slick and slimy in the pink fluid. The fluid itself was swirling through a vented drain at the bottom, leaving behind sticky puddles. Steam hissed up whenever Shi's static-charged fur rubbed against them, and bubbled.

With a muffled grunt, Shi struggled to regain footing, but his muscles were too weak and unformed, unused to the sudden onslaught of gravity. His claws made squeaking noises against the glass as he scrabbled around like a newborn, uttering small grunts and whimpers.

The tank lurched and rattled as it began to rise upwards. Shi curled up into a fetal position, frightened and bewildered. There was another small lurch as the tank stopped.

Unconsciously, Shi took his paws off his eyeholes and scanned the enviroment. He couldn't see much through the fogged-up glass, so he decided to probe with his mind.

Tenatively, he felt about blindly..and met with another presence. It was emitting vibes of comfort, warmth, to reassure Shi...

...but it only frightened him even more. Electricity crackled up and down the fogged-up glass, but to no avail. The drying embryonic fluid was becoming gummy and thick, and matted to his fur, and so he was uncomfortable, frightened, and irritated.

Who was this new clone, and why was this happening?

 

[cdra1617]

The pinkish liquid drained from the tank, leaving the Moltres clone Lauria dry and inside a glass tube. She opened her soft red eyes in confusion, staring around axiously. This place was not like the fluid she was so used to, the fluid that had been around her since her creation. It was all she knew other than the dreams...

Lauria was befuddled and afraid. The thick gell that she had been so acustomed to dripped off of her slim form and from the edges of her feathery wings.

Suddenly, she heard a roaring sound, a grainy pull taking the glass up and away from her as well. The Mewtwo ducked low in fear as it came to a jerking halt above her, where she could no longer see it.

Again Lauria looked around, searching for answers. A comforting presense came to her from just in front of her; when she looked to see it she saw a colorful female Mewtwo. The newly awakened creature sat up and stared at her with awe.

Now that the liquid was completely gone, she felt exposed; yet that warm presense kept her from doing or saying a thing. She was too weak even when she did try to move far at all.

 

[Yami Ryu]

Midnight was awakened from her dreams of swimming in the ocean as the liquid supporting her started to disappear. Amber eyes cracked open for a moment as Midnight shifted, trying to stay in the liquid, not liking this unfamilure feeling that was air touching her damp fearthers, fur and skin. But retreat wasn't to be as the liquid was disappearing at a fast rate, and the clone found herself resting on her feet before her legs gave out and she slumped onto the bottom of her tank, coughing and sputtering up the liquid in her lungs. She couldn't breath and she started to panic before a wave of something soothed her, calmed the incoming urge to freak out. And Midnight concentrated on coughing up the gunk in her lungs. And once it was gone, she found she could breathe.

Opening her eyes again, Midnight sputtered for a few last seconds, trying to get her bearings, and reached out tentively, fingers brushing against something there yet not.

Slowly she turned her head to where the waves of calming feelings were coming from, and found something far different than what she had been dreaming about. And dimly, she noted others. She blinked a little, and a small thought formed in her mind, she didn't send it or anything, it just popped up. And it was shiny.

Midnight tried to shift, but her wings, yes that's what they were, held her down with their damp wieght, and further, made it akward for her to move. Her long tail also hindered her, so she was content for the moment to just lay there, and watch while she dried.

-​

Darius didn't notice anything happening untill he was rudely awakened as he thumped to a landing on the bottom. Mewing slightly in distress, crimson eyes opened and he looked around, slightly startled and alarmed, what was happening?

But before Darius could become a cowering blue and ivory ball of fear, he felt something, like a tickle, and it became stronger and washed over him, stopping his fear and anxiety all but in their tracks. Blinking in confusion, he mew'd again and akwardly sat up, his wings and tail a bother as he didn't know what to do with the wings, and the tail seemed to have a mind of it's own.

Half scooting, half turning around, Darius's eyes widened in shock and awe, sort of from the fact the soothing vibe were coming from something far larger than him, and he hoped it was not mean and was really as nice as it was seeming to send out.

 

[Saffire Persian]

In one instantaneous instant, Ciarden awoke.

It was a strange sensation, waking. Ciarden didn't know what to make of it as the hisses of fluids being drained, and the slow removal of the glass surrounding him began to lift. All he knew was this was something he had never recalled experiencing it before. Even as he gained awareness, he became conscious of voices - oddly, he felt as if he had heard them before.

Ah, but in a dream.

Perhaps, Ciarden thought with a casual flick of his long, tufted tail. another dream is all this is.

The helm of glass was finally released, and Ciarden was greeted into awakening by hums of machinery, and blasts of air coming from air conditioners. His small form was hunched over, and oddly enough, he was floating. He knew how, yet did not. He just let it come to him.

Ciarden blinked his sky-blue eyes as he beheld a strange looking creature just in front of him. It looked like some sort of bird - maybe it was the one who was talking from before. The one with the pretty voice.

Ciarden carefully tilted his head as he floated, eyes glittering in happiness even though he did not know where he was or what he was even doing here. He opened his mouth, his mew-like face struggling to find and form the words. It took him a minute, but he got it.

Hi.

 

[GoGoTenda]

Light.

He was floating upright in something, something cool and comforting and thick. It cushioned his skin, keeping his wings apart and not letting him bob as he would have in water. His eyes were closed to keep away the brightness that lay just beyond the gel. The brightness hurt him whenever his eye managed to pull themselves open long enough to see it. Or perhaps, he had merely dreamt the light.

No, it wasn't...it's not a dream. This is the end of dreams.

The liquid was moving down his body, slick against the fur and feathers. Not a single drop was sticking to him; only to themselves. His ears were exposed now, touching cool air for the first time. They twitched lightly as the goo continued to drain. Now his face was clean, next his shoulders. Arms, waist, wings, hands and still the cold comfort marched on and away. As it receded, he could feel himself being lowered slowly to what must be the ground. There was an echoing 'click' as talons touched down. His legs held for but a moment before he crashed to the ground.

He slid down against the glass, blind to the world in his fall. In an instant of panic, he uttered a weak, bird like cry. His hands went out to find a brace and were met with slick and smooth glass, nothing to grab. Both wings attempted to extend, but he found them too useless to do more than wobble. He hit the floor with a thud and stayed there, eyes closed and breathing heavy.

Something else was moving. The glass, his prison. He realized that his tail was slumped against it and that the walls were moving up. When the passed too high, his tail fell limp and over the sides of the tube. He was lying on his stomach now, face to the side and trying feebly to open his eyes.

There was warmth outside, telling him not to be afraid, that everything was going to be alright. He didn't it like it. It was too hot, he was going to melt into a pool of whatever had been holding him. He tried to shut out the singing sound and tried to wriggle from its warmth.

OOC: Oooh, I likes this style

 

[Psychic]

Was it content Nasu had always felt? Until this moment, he had been perfectly content with what there was to him. He was content with living in status within the thick liquid contained by a force he could never see nor feel, but always knew it was there.
But things around him were changing…

The first thing that happened was that he felt something…real in him. Never before had he been real- just a being that was. But now he was something more, and this he knew. Something new was inside him…was this life? Yes, it was life something told him, a voice…but where was it coming from- was it internal or external?

Nasu didn’t really know, and he didn’t really care at the moment, because he was concentrating more on the new life within him at the moment. It was strange and new, and helped him realize that more strange and new things were coming. And ow, life kinda hurt. All these new feelings, sensations…and what were these extensions of himself he felt? He was more than a being…he had…a body? Yes, he could vaguely feel more of him…

His eyes twitched. The clone slowly tried to pry open his eyes, but it was hard. After all, they had never opened before. Then, they suddenly flew open, and Nasu was bombarded with the new sense of sight. Of course, there wasn’t anything to see, just the liquid…but it was moving! He could feel it now, on the skin under his feathers…no, wait, it was leaving!

Unable to move, Nasu watched in horror as the liquid level went down, droplets clinging desperately to his body. His face…it was so dry…and his eyes stung. The liquid continued draining, the entire time Nasu’s fear rising, especially when he suddenly slumped to the bottom on the little chamber, which hurt immensely. He still felt waterlogged- he was still very wet, and his feathers were clogged and heavy, sticking to his body. His wings…he had wings…oh! They were so heavy! He couldn’t even lift them, so they just drooped painfully, looking like a sad mass of feathers on his back that seemed to do nothing but weigh him down.

Then, a slight tremor, and the seemingly invisible barrier was being taken away, being lifted upwards, away from him, so he was left unprotected at the mercy of whatever was beyond what had formerly been his home. Fresh air hit his lungs for the first time, making him gasp and choke at first until he eased into the idea of taking the gas in and out. The air was cold and cleaner than natural, and Nasu trembled as his feathers rustled in the slight artificial breeze. The sensation of touch was so very strange. He tried to move, but it was as if the connection between mind and body was too weak, and he mewd in panic.

Then a warm, comforting wave seemed to wash through the young clone, and he felt a little bit of strength. He slowly looked up, moving his head to look to see the tall form of another creature he knew was like him, but wasn’t at the same time. He could do nothing more than stare up in awe, unable to even turn his head. He knew that on his sides were also others, new to the world as well, but he could see nothing other then the clone in front of him.

He continued watching the creature expectantly, unable to really do anything else but wonder vaguely who or what it was and what lay ahead.

 

[Blivsey]

-Oblivion-

Oblivion awoke, cold. His blood-red eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the light in the laboratory. Though it was brightly-lit, a viscous liquid was obstructing the light, making it much easier on his weary eyes. Oblivion rose his right arm and looked at it. Besides the fact that it was pitch-black and had two fingers on a hand meant for three, many cords with probes were sticking into it. Obviously, the scientists had been doing more work on Oblivion while he had been in hibernation. And Oblivion had a new feeling, too. A simple word came across his mind, which he immediately associated with this feeling:

Completion.

Was that really the feeling? Had Oblivion finally been completed in his sleep? No, it probably was not so. If he had been finished, his arm would have all the necessary fingers. Oblivion floated, dispaired. How could he achieve his duties to the fullest without being completed? He wanted to serve his creators well, but he wasn't even a complete being yet. Just an unfinished experiment. Oblivion clenched his crippled fist. He wasn't a full being yet. He just had the feeling of one.

Well, it was a start.

Oblivion had been activated a few times before, mostly for response tests, but nothing major. This time, he was closer than ever before. He was stronger, smarter, better. He felt the containment liquid swirling around him. Probably a small offset of his power - or not! Oblivion looked down to see it draining from the test tube in which he was contained. The fluid drained down past his eye level, and Oblivion blinked the stuff out of his eyes. The full light of the lab came to sight, and now he was blinded. Everything was rather reflective of the light, making it very bright in the lab despite not a lot of lighting.

A second later, Oblivion experienced oxygen - something else he had been denied in his previous awakenings. And boy, did it feel good. To finally be able to breathe the air around him was a great feeling. Though technically he didn't require oxygen to sustain life, it was great to have it regardless. The water finally finished, and Oblivion was left hanigng by the probes. Another feeling shot up the place where they latched onto his skin and to his head, a feeling that he didn't like at all. This feeling registered as "pain", and Oblivion quickly make a mental note to avoid it. He gently used his psychic powers to remove the hooks from his skin and fell to the bottom of the tube he was contained in.

Note: falling causes pain.

The glass tube started raising up around Oblivion, obviously letting him out. So, it was finally his turn to serve his purpose. When the tube had lifted entirely, Oblivion took a single step forward. Then another feeling came over him, though it came from an outside force and came over him like a wave. He looked ahead to see a strong figure standing in front of him, not making a move. The wave of feeling, which Oblivion associated with "warmth" and "comfort" seemed to be emancipating from this figure. They both stood in silence, the one not making a move and Oblivion only an absent-minded flick of the tail.



-Bit-

It was a lovely day out. The sun was shining, the other Mews were at play, and nothign could go wrong. Endless fields of pokemon spanned in every direction. Bit did a few somersaults through the air, enjoying the day. She soared high into the sky, this way and that. She had never felt so alive! But then, out of the corner of her eye, Bit saw a big, dark cloud. No, not a cloud. A shadow. And the shadow was spreading above Bit and all the other pokemon. Bit loked down to warn them, but all the pokemon had vanished. Bit flew away from the cloud-shadow, wanting desperately to get away. But it overtook her, and Bit was engulfed in the darkness.

Then there was a flash of white light, and Bit felt... weighed down. She looked at herself, and was no longer a Mew. She looked like a cross-breed of Mew and Celebi, but her arms and legs were all metal. Not only that, but her fur was wet. Bit looked around at the desolate landscape. There was nothing but dirt and rocks now. It was very depressing, and Bit had no clue why she'd go here. Another look showed that the ground was covered with bodies, some mangled, some half-dead, some intact but definitely void of life. But all of them were wiped out, as if by some great war. And it was raining, so some bodies were sinking into mud, and everything was even more dark and gloomy. It was as if the heavens were crying at the vile acts that had been commited there, at death itself. Bit cried in sorrow, and a bright light shone.

Bit opened her eyes, still whimpering. At least it had only been a dream... at least, she hoped it was. But unfortunately, she was still in that awful hybrid form. It was causing her to sink through some liquid... in a test tube. Bit was in a test tube, now, and her limbs weren't all that were pulling her down. The water level was sinking around her. Bit flew sharply upwards, and escaped the water. But she overshot, and hit the top of the testing tank. A feeling shot through her head, for the first time in her forty-five seconds of life. It left her feeling extremely weak and uncomfortable, and she decided to avoid anything of this sort again.

When Bit regained her senses, the glass tube surrounding her had lifted up, and she was now floating in a room, and a very bright and shiny hybrid floated in the middle. The room itself was unmitakenably a laboratory, and three other clones were already up. Bit floted there, gazing in awe, making an occasional swish of her tail but otherwise just floating in place.


OOC: Yeah, yeah, it's short. BFD (Big Fraggin' Deal).

 

[Hakerius]

A faint disturbance, the sensation that something above was not quite right, awoke the slumbering clone. A chill sensed by her feathered horns, caused her to twitch just a bit as the fluid around her continued to drain. Once the liquid had fallen passed her eyes, she dared struggle to open one of her carmine eyes. Tae's other eye followed suit soon after as she slowly began to taken in what was around her.

She turned her gaze upon herself as the water continued to drain. Tae's eye grew wide as she found her body adorned with golden feathers, widening even more when she discovered she had feathers that could possibly have other functions along her arms. The clone cheeped in glee at the mischievous thoughts that were already beginning to form within her mind. Perhaps these feathers might aid her in some way... With little remaining fluid to keep her upright and her legs not steady enough to hold her, she fell against the backside of her tube and decided it was better to follow the fluid down into a sitting position.

Tae blinked as she sat with her feathered arms in front of her between her knees, the claws on her fingers brushing the cell's floor, and her golden tufted tail curled around her feet. It was not the most comfortable position for her to be in, but thought herself smart as the glass began to rise into its garage above. As much as she enjoyed this new freedom of movement, there was one thing that was already driving her up the wall about it. Of all things, her wings were bogged down with water causing Tae to crinkle her nose in frustration as her mind continually repeated "No likey, no likey."

Grudgingly accepting this was how she was to be for a short while, she glanced around to take in her surroundings more in depth. Off to one side, she could see that two other clones were already aware of the world and another clone that seemed to have an aura of comfort. But they were of little value when she caught the glints of reflected light off of all the shiny objects in the room.

 

[Lady Myuu]

lalalalalala.... oooh... right I have rpgs to run... must. stop. getting. involved. in. other. rpgs.

~*~

She watched them, oh how this was such a miracle to her. To be able to watch the birth of others. They were all beautiful to her, so... lovely. Like children, perhaps they were her children? no they were not but... but she could pretend. She was older and more experinced.

She was like a parent.

Shu smiled.

The golden mewtwo watched them happily as they rose and wiggled and try to confront or ignore the world. One had yet to truely awaken but it would hear her all the same.

hi.

One of the newly awakened greeted her. Its spoke... no... he. Oh how much she thought he was like a child! how much Shu wished to scoop him up into her arms...

She continued to give off the feeling, even if some were rejecting it.

Greetings my fellow creations. I am please to see you are adjusting well. I know this is scary and new, but you are safe. she spoke, stepping forward. I am Shu, you all have been assigned a name and it will be given to you once you adjust. I know you must have questions, feel free to ask me anything.

~*~

Cain made no emotion other then the vibes he had to give. He did not care really like Shu did. Actually he would rather be anywhere but here babysitting these newbies.

They looked at him, and he looked back. One even waved though it fazed him little. At least one seemed to understand that it must remain silent until spoken too. Good.

I am Cain, we are creations of man. I will answer your questions while your bodies adjust to the change they are facing. You are safe and if you remain calm will remain safe.

he was alot more blunt then Shu.

~*~

He was grinning as he watched each clone awake... oh they were so lovely to him. He was pleased that they were all female, all the male ones just seemed to um... fail. Yes. Mooka didn't know why he had nothing to do with it.

Or so Markus thought.

The silver clone, which shinned like he was covered with tinfoil watched and waited. He could tell some were scared or upset. Others just blankly looking elsewhere.

He called to each mind, so that they would look at him. One seemed more intrested in his shininess then anything.

Welcome females, I am Mooka, your... um... leader and caretaker. he grinned. I am here to help you and take care of you, you are safe when you are with me. I am in a way, your boss. he was lying of course. BUt he couldn't help it, they were all so lovely. But then agian... some were giving him frightened looks. I will not allow any harm to come to you, don't be afriad.



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Why... why did she have to wake up now? she was so happy where she was, so warm and safe and happy! why?

Everything was changing so fast. She had curled up into a ball as the liquid blanket around her beganto vanish. She was lowered and landed softly on a platform. Cords attached to her withdrew and the tank lifted.

The small pink creature felt so heavy for the first time. Gravity had never effected her before. It hurt to feel her muscles being pulled on, her mass jerked down. She whimpered a little as she cracked a blue eye open.

She felt warmth now, not around her but in her mind as another touched her thoughts and spirit. She calmed down a bit as the other came closer and a blanket was laid over her. Slowly she was scooped up.

Neena, you are safe. the comforting male voice spoke.

... you big. she commented.

He chuckled as Ares carried out his new little sister.

 

[Saffire Persian]

ooc: It's okay, Myuu. XD We all have lives. As for me, AP TESTS SUCK! But I will post. ^_^

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Ciarden continued to stare, blinking his sky-blue eyes in attempt to adjust to the very bright light shining just above him. His eyes wandered about the room curiously, not knowing where he was, nor did he know who these strange beasts were.

But... he wasn't afraid.

One of the strange beings was talking to them now -- the one who he had seen when he had first awakened. She was the one who looked like some sort of bird, with wings.

Greetings my fellow creations. I am please to see you are adjusting well. I know this is scary and new, but you are safe. she spoke, stepping forward. I am Shu, you all have been assigned a name and it will be given to you once you adjust. I know you must have questions, feel free to ask me anything.

Ciarden blinked, finally trying to stretch out his, somewhat pink furred body. His long, tufted tail wrapped around him, and he began to float again. He didn't know how to control it exactly, but he moved forward, almost to Shu's height.

Shu! he said, happily, repeating the clone's name again. Hi.

Suddenly, his concentration broke, and he landed hard on the floor. But that didn't seem to disturb him. Slowly, he rose to his feet, looking at the floor, and around the rest of the room in amazement. Slowly, he pointed a small paw towards the ground and to the tile.

It felt strange... different...odd. It was almost as if Ciarden had been expecting something different - something softer.

Once more, Ciarden tried to form the words to communicate, and once more it came to him, as simple as it was. After all, he was new to the world.

What's this? he said, stamping on the floor with his foot for emphasis.

 

[cdra1617]

Lauria listened to Shu speak. Shuuuuuu! Her childish mental voice chimed. Shu! She looked over the big female clone intently. She lifted her own arms gently and saw wings that slightly resembled Shu's.

Not knowing any better, the Moltres-Mewtwo asked quietly, Am I a Shu? Not that she had bothered to look over all of her body, just those firey wings kinda looked like hers. Lauria wagged her shimmering tail and smiled at her caretaker.

The young Mewtwo wriggled and attempted to stand up, but fell the first time. Second try and she was standing... sort of. She was awkwardly balanced.

Gravity was a pain in the rear.

 

[Lady Myuu]

I know you guys like this rp and all. But my rpg juice died and took this rpg with it. Keeping tfwt/packs open only cuz I can keep it moving with few or many.

I picked a bad time of year to start this, end of school season? was I mad? YES

Sorry guys, I think I'm done digging up this old rpg. ^.^'; I loved all your characters and your all loved and all that jazz... its not you its me! waait... *huggles the adorable little mew clones* Shu loves you all! She's ticked off at me.