Roleplay:Lab Rats

Overview
You wake up kneeling on a cold tiled floor. A bag is over your head, but you can see a few figures arguing, but about what, you don't know. The rooms smells of death and you swear the liquid you're kneeling on is blood. You are either sad, scared, confused, pissed, or any combination of the four. Someone brought you here. To kill you? To make you a slave? Questions race within your brain as you search for answers, but are met with more questions. What lies on the next step in your adventure involves a lot of blood, violence, and science. What horrors wait for you, and who is tossing you at them? Become a lab rat and escape the maze!

Rules

 * No godmodding.
 * Strong language is allowed as long as you censor it.
 * Stray from the plot, and you will be shot...just kidding. You'll only be given a slap on the wrist and your soul given to Hades.
 * No romance except hugging and kissing, but you'll see that such things will get you nowhere fast.
 * Killing other people's characters is forbidden unless they give the thumbs up.
 * Active users only.
 * Have fun!

Characters Involved

 * Solomon The Bobcat (dingo)
 * Overload the Jammer (DarkMantis)
 * Feedback the Zapper (DarkMantis)
 * Twilight the Lycalo (Twi)
 * Graviton the hedgehog (Twi)
 * El-Dor the Fish (Monk)
 * Katherine Bloodson (Monk)
 * Valencia the Vampire Werefox (Kira)
 * Zapor the Hedgehog (Z888)
 * Blade the Hedgehog (Z888)
 * Metal The Rogue (Metal)
 * Crash The Porcupine (Spike)
 * Frost the Wolf (Frost)
 * Lucinda the Angelfox (SPop)
 * Eclipse the Angelfox (SPop)

Participants

 * dingo
 * DarkMantis
 * Twi
 * Monk
 * Kira
 * Z888
 * Metal
 * Spiek
 * SPop
 * Frost

Head bags and Chloroform rags
"Alright, fellas, would you kindly take the bag off their heads?" One of the men asked his "fellas".

"Yeah yeah. Still don't know why you brought a dozen down here, boss." Another man growled

"Each one of these mobians has a part to play. There are as many as we need."

The sacks were tossed off simultaneously, revealing the whole room to the captives. It was a large lab. Some disfigured bodies litter the white tile floor as blood seeps through the cracks. The captives were right to assume the liquid they were in was blood. The first man who seemed to command the lot was a mobian hawk with dark purple quills and a surprisingly friendly face. He wore a torn white sleeveless T-shirt and black trousers tucked into his boots. He held a bloody amputator blade in one hand and a notebook in the other.

"Pleased to meet you all, or I'm pleased you finally met me while you're not poisoned with chloroform rags. Cobalt Anderson, at your service." He announced as he bowed.

One of the subjects, a wolf with yellow lightning scars, looked up at the man named Anderson. He seemed fearful...

The other wolf next to him, however, this one with cyan scars, stared defiantly at Anderson. "Why did your goons take us from our homes?!" she demanded hotly.

Solomon, a brick red bobcat, also shared this wolf's hostility. "Yeah! I'm not a huge fan of being kidnapped and bound with a sack on my head!"

One of the individuals was a long furred, dark purple hedgehog. His many quills were a matted mess and his violet eyes exchanged glares between glares between his captors. As much as he focused his Gyrokinetic abilities, they ceased to function. Perhaps it was a result of losing consciousness for however long. Still, these individuals were lucky the hedgehog chose not to go on the attack as he determined it wouldn't be wise and he'd likely get himself killed.

In another section of the room was a sky blue creature with an odd assortment of wolf and bat attributes. A look of terror was spread across Twilight's visage as the bag was taken off and the harsh surrounding became known to the cyan hybrid. His golden fearful eyes darted around in an effort to piece together at least a little bit of what was happening. It didn't seem there were any clues, and that these individuals had the most malevolent of intentions.

"You guys seem uncomfortable." Cobalt started. "Look, I want a change in venue as much as the next guy, but while the others get their bearings, I'll just go ahead and say that you may have noticed any powers you have don't work here. At least not in the room. This area is filled with a gas that negates mobian powers, much like an airborne inhibitor ring. I won't explain much else till your friends awake from their forced slumber, which I regret having to do..."

"Oh yeah? We'll see about that!" the female wolf replied, and pointed her palm at Cobalt, about to fire an energy blast... but nothing came out. "What the?! Come on, WORK! I need zappy powers now!" she said disbelievingly.

"...he may be right," the male wolf said suddenly.

"I mean no harm to you lovely folks. I can't see why you want to electrocute me." Cobalt sounded genuinely hurt. "I just need your help, but you need to wait patiently till your pals come to." He said as he lit a cigarette.

The female wolf just stood there, grumbling to herself. The male, on the other hand, relaxed slightly.

"Sorry about my sis," he said. "She can get a bit nasty when she's angry."

"I too apologize." The bobcat said.

"It's fine. It's fine." Cobalt said exhaling some smoke.

A second female wolf got up and shook her head. She picked up the unconscious fish next to her and slung him onto her shoulder. "Where are we...?" She asked herself.

"The bird over there, Cobalt, keeps saying to wait for the others to wake up. I guess that means we have nothing else to do but chat." The bobcat suggested.

"Nice choice of a chatroom." Cobalt announced.

"I guess I'll start -ew. A severed arm- ok. My name is Solomon, Solomon the Bobcat!"

In another side of the room, sat a Dragon hybrid. He seemed to look human, but he seemed to have wolf ears and a short Wolf tail similar to one of a Mobian Wolf. His spiky hair was a white colour, with his eyes being a dark red. It was noted he had blue markings on both of his arms and under both of his eyes. He also seemed to have a rather large pair of red coloured wings, with a spike ontop of each. He was wearing a blue t-shirt with a red trenchcoat and grey pants.

The interested Dragon hybrid looked over at the group, before turning away to look at Cobalt. "So, uh, where are we?" He asked sighing. He wanted to know what was going on.

A brown porcupine leaned against a wall, arms folded and looking at the blood on the floor, He wasn't pissed off or afraid, he was just confused, "...Sigh...What have I got myself into now?"

A white and black arctic fox with ice blue hair and violet eyes woke up and seemed to not be paying much attention to the people who were surrounding her. She simply stared down in shock with her ears drooped at the blood on the floor. A low growl could be heard rising from her throat as she slowly looked up and glanced around the room.

"Well, it seems most of you are up, so I'll go ahead and tell you a few things," Cobalt started. "First off, you're in an underground lab unknown to most of the world known as The Sandbox. It is aptly named for what occurred here. Scientists would be sent down here with their toys and build, create, and invent new technologies. Every once in a while, some world defense organization, GUN I think, would retrieve them. During one of the retrievals, the men who came down here never came back up. You could imagine those people are myself and my men. The comma were dark, so we came in here armed. What we found" Cobalt gestured to the room. "was this, the result of science not bound by any set of standards. Freaks roam the halls outside this room, freaks of all kinds. I used the last long distance call I could make to have agents retrieve you due to your set of skills and powers. Your mission is to clear these labs so we can find a way to both retrieve any data and escape. Any questions?"

"Why do you need us specifically?" the male wolf piped up. "Can't you just get some soldiers or something to clear this place out?"

"Yeah, I would agree with the wolf there." The hybrid said, looking over at the wolf.

"The answer to that is on the other side of this door." After Cobalt said this, he pressed a button near the door next to it and it swung open. It led to a large closet full of the dead bodies of soldiers, mangled, cut open, or just disgusting. "That is why, my friend. This team I gathered was tailor made for this mission. And I'm sorry, but you don't have much of a choice. It is for this reason you all will be paid one million rings each for your trouble. Understand?"

The male wolf promptly shut up at the sight of the bodies. His sister did the same, her hands covering her mouth as she stood there, shocked.

"I can do this myself, I don't need teammates." The hybrid said grinning. He seemed confident about this.

The arctic fox felt as if her heart had suddenly stopped upon looking at the corpses in the closet. She knelt with her mouth agape, silent, for a moment, before an audible snarl could be heard coming from her. She wanted to try to speak but couldn't even think of anything to say.

The brown porcupine walked towards the Cobolt. "What do we have to do again?"

Twilight continued to shiver in fear, although it seemed he was gradually settling down a tiny bit after a number of sighs. There was a couple familiar faces in here, one of which was a close friend. He shot a concerned look at the arctic fox, noticing how troubled she looked. The sight of the bodies weren't too much of a bother for the Lycalo, as he had woken up to far worse by his own undoing. His golden eyes then directed themselves to Cobalt, wondering exactly what he needed. There wen't any specifications just yet, but considering a few have asked already, he decided to remain silent and get to his feet, stretching his sore body out.

Cobalt face palmed after hearing the porcupine. "It is simple. I'll lead you to a door that goes down into the main hub. The place is infested with teat subjects. Clear them out and use the hub to gain access to every part of the facility. I'll keep in contact with you with these short wave radios. These don't have good range, so stick together." Cobalt paused and directed his attention to the hybrid. "You will need all the help you can get. If you believe otherwise, you are an arrogant fool."

Gravtiton continued to stare undeterred at the events that unfolded, even with the mound of bodies being revealed. So it seemed this person needed some assistance and was willing to pay handsomely for such help. Of course, the hedgehog found little need for money and had found this to be a waste of his time.

"And if we refuse?" the gravity wielder asked defiantly as he stood up, as if he didn't care about the potential consequences. He wasn't one to take orders, even if his existence seemed to have no purpose so far. This surely wasn't it he thought.

"Well, I did knock you out and kidnap you, the most powerful beings on GUN's database. Besides, the only way out from here is an elevator that was destroyed in the most recent attack. The only other way out is deep within the lab, which is crawling with mutated and mechanically enhanced freaks. If you want to rot here without your powers, be my guest."

Solomon, who has been standing in the corner listening, decided to speak up. "He has a point, my good mobian." He told the gravity wielder. "I hate this situation as much as you, but we have no choice."

Graviton looked at Solomon and gave a smirk. With a flick of his wrist, a cylindrical purple gemstone appeared in his black gloved hand. It glowed ominously, which perplexed the hedgehog as this typically meant it was at full power and there was little issue in manipulating its power. Of course as the host stated, powers were nullified in this room, but it seemed the emerald didn't follow the same path.

"Well, I'm more then ready to fight my way out of here." the hedgehog stated.

The arctic fox slowly stood up and took several deep breaths. She was more than used to seeing gore and being covered in blood, but she was never really a big fan of it. "So..." She finally spoke. "We can get out of here if we kill a bunch of mutants and stuff... Just making sure, but will our powers work when we're doing that?"

"This room is one of the few that has been contaminated. Monsters avoid rooms with this gas. That's why we like it here. Consider rooms like these as safe zones." Cobalt explained.

"...so as long as we stay in these 'safe zones'," the male energykinetic started.

"...we're safe, but powerless?" his sister finished.

"You're safe as long as you all get along." Cobalt told them. "So don't try to kill each other!"

"I'm not usually one to start fights without good cause." Solomon said. "As long as my allies don't give me one, I'll be fine."

The blue-haired fox looked to have her composure back. She gazed over at Cobalt. "I'm typically a pacifist, ya know... And although I will fight, there are absolutely no guarentees that I'll work with anyone, but I won't kill not messed-up people. I'm a solitary person.* She crossed her arms.

" Fair enough," Cobalt shrugged. "While we're on the subject, there may be some sane people still alive. This may be unlikely, but keep an eye out."

The brown porcupine looked at Cobalt and tilted his head. "Can we just get this over with?" He suggested, folding his arms.

"I'm not much of a fighter, plus I... well... don't really know what time of day it is, and if this area nullifies powers, I'd rather stay here and try not to be a threat to everyone." Twilight chimed in, his tone drenched in worry. The last thing everyone needed was a mindless monster with insatiable bloodlust, confined within such an enclosed location at that.

"Can you direct us to our first objective... I guess?" the male wolf inquired.

"Yeah," Solomon agreed. "We aren't getting anything done just by sitting here."

"I thought you'd never ask." Cobalt sighed. "While you were asleep, I put the short wave transmitters in your right ears. I'll keep in touch. The exit is the door to the right. Gather there and I'll open it for you." Cobalt walked over to a console and waited next to it. "If you don't want to go, say so now."

The arctic fox was the first one to walk to the door and stand near it. She glanced back at the others in the room, taking note that out of everyone there, two people were friends.

The two wolves followed after the fox, the male looking uneasy while the female held a look of grim determination.

The brown porcupine gulped. What lied ahead? What challenges awaited? He nervously looked at Cobalt, and slowly walked towards the door.

Graviton was close behind the canines and the porcupine, a look of preparation visible across his face. He gripped the emerald tight, where it suddenly vanished in a cloud of purple smoke. He let out a sigh and braced himself for the upcoming challenge. Perhaps this was just the thing he needed. He began to grow bored not having a purpose and this seemed to be the best way to see how far his training had gone.

"None of you get in my way, understood?" He told his apparant allies with a dull tone.

"Yeah... I think Ima stay here." Twilight told Cobalt." There's no telling what'll happen if I leave this room." The Lycalos continued with an evident tone of uncertainty.

A purple hedgehog with the bag on his head woke up. He burned the baf off with his pyrokinesis. He then saw his 8 year lod brother stumbling around with his bag still on and muttering something about shooting whoever got him in this mess. Blade then walked, took the bag off of Zapor's head, and slapped him across the face.

Solomon couldn't help but chuckle at the slap that echoed throughout the room. He gathered his wits and waited at the door next to Graviton, looking at him uneasily.

Cobalt nodded at those who stood by the door. He then turned and glared at Twilight. "Your cowardice has been noted. And I can't guarantee your safety here, not with honor bound soldiers by my side who eat cowards like you for afternoon brunch."

After he got himself together, Zapor pulled out a machine gun. "Whoever put me here with a bunch of random people, my bro, and some other lady, is a dead man!" Then was met with another loud slap.

"Zapor, calm your hedge spikes. We don't know where we are either." Blade said after slapping him.

"Where the hell did he get the gun?" Cobalt asked. "No matter. Everyone is ready. I'm opening the door." Cobalt pressed the button and the metal door swung open. The ones who decided to go ran through. "Are you sure you don't want to join them?" Cobalt asked Twilight.

"I'm positive." Twilight replied with a couple nods. "Under normal circumstances, I'd at least try to help out, especially considering I have a couple friends here. It'd just be best for everyone if I stay here for now." The Lycalo went i on to say.

Zapor went running through with a missile launcher in his hand.

Crash eyed Zapor and Blade. "What an awesome civilization...." He mumbled to himself. Then he glanced at Cobalt. He felt a mixture of anxiety and suspense.

Reminds me of Dead Space
Graviton let out another sigh and made his way out of the door. Almost instantly, he felt the power of his emerald coursing through his body. It was definitely a satisfying feeling. Red, positive sign shaped markings appeared on both palms and the backs of his hand. He clenched both hands into tight fists, crimson energy radiating from them while he did so. The thrill of the upcoming battle enveloped him and he looked forward to crushing his foes under their own gravity.

As the arctic fox left through the door, she stretched her arms out and formed a few purple orbs of light around her. "Finally..." She said as her eyes glowed brightly. She licked her fangs, secretly pumped for the chance to finally fight something.

Blade walked out using his pyrokinesis to light his hands on fire, ready to fight.

Solomon looked at the ones who just gained their powers and sighed. He never had powers, but he felt stronger now than when he did in the room behind them. After everyone who wanted to join left the room, the door slammed shut. The loud bang brought shivers down his spine, but what was worse laid in front of the heroes. They were now in a dark hallway sometimes illuminated by a flickering light above their heads. Rooms branched off the hallways with streaks of crimson red leading to each one.

"These must be some sort of upper wards." Solomon thought aloud. "Should we check the rooms?"

While they were discussing this, Cobalt was looking on a list. "Wait a minute." He said. "There's a few more. Are you sure you brought all the guys in, Wilbur?"

"I dunno." The soldier said. "Let me go check the closet."

"Well I'll keep the door open until you find out. Damien, Bruce, you two guard the door until I close it!" Cobalt commanded.

Cobalt speaking of others they captured brought some curiosity to Twilight. It was at this moment something hit his overly keen nostrils. Among the mound of rotting corpses, one scent in particular caught his attention. It was masked by the grotesqueness of the bodies, but there was no denying who it was. His expression turned to one of anger and had this gas not blocked out his curse, Cobalt and the soldiers would be see the wolfbat's eyes become red as well as sprouting a pair of fangs. He snapped his head towards Cobalt and attempted to swipe the list straight from his hand with no inkling of fear.

"Gimmie that list!" the hybrid demanded in a snarl. His tone had shifted from one of fear to one of anger at the possibility of who might be on the list, which was his beloved fiancée Lucinda.

"Ah yes, your fiance, Lucinda, right?" Cobalt asked. "I found her intriguing enough to bring along. Is there something wrong, or must I sedate you?"

"Take me to her, now!" Twilight continued to demand, his the high volume of his voice causing it to echo. "If she's harmed even at the slightest, I'll make sure you see firsthand just what I'm so scared of." he threatened. While the sky blue hybrid was mostly aware of the living nightmare locked within him, this didn't stop him from using it as a hollow threat. Just thinking of his darling Angelfox being harmed brought upon an unknown rage in the tranquil and laid back wolfbat.

"I always wondered if the inhibitor toxins nullified demonic possession," Cobalt mused. "But I won't take that chance. Bring the angelfox in, boys." Upon his command, a soldier led a female fox out of the closet, with a bag still over her head. "You might not want to tell her about our little mix up." Cobalt whispered to Twi. "She might get some minor shock and permanent mental illness if she knew she slept on a pike of corpses. I wonder how she got there....Check for more, men!"

"Might be better to stay close," the male wolf said, a ball of yellow energy coalescing in his hand. "I'm Overload by the way."

"My bro's right. I'm Feedback," Overload's sister said aloud.

The arctic fox formed several more orbs of light to brighten the hall. "My name is Valencia." She said.

"I'm Zapor, the cute and awesome one! But whats the kid with the missile launcher gonna do?" Zapor said.

Blade rolled his eyes." I'm Blade...which would be more ironic if I had my swords."

Crash hardened his quills, grabbed the two biggest quills that laid on top of his head, and detached them. Then he de-hardened his quills. He held the two quills as if they were swords. "I'm Crash, yo." He said quietly.

The hybrid walked out, pulling out the hilt of a sword. It soon activated, the blade of the futuristic looking sword being blue. He looked over at the group, still grinning from before. "The name would be Metal, and if you're gonna fight with me. Don't get in MY fighting space." He growled, glaring at the group.

Overload looked at Metal curiously before turning back to the task at hand. Feedback rolled her eyes.

Luce felt herself being dragged into the area, the bag preventing her from seeing her surroundings. She grappled onto the ground, and started feeling it gently. She felt a little dizzy, so she removed her hands from the ground and held her head.

"Luce, I'm here." Twilight assured his love, approaching her on instinct and helping her to her feet, where he'd continue to hold onto her in a sweet embrace. "Your scent is murder to my nostrils right now, but I've never been so happy to see you." he told her, the angry tone now replaced with one of concern for his angel. He was closely inspecting her body for any injuries, then took the bag off her head for her, where she'd be greeted with a warm smile from her wolfbat hubby. "Are you okay? Are you hurt at all?" he asked.

"T-Twilight?!" Luce exclaimed, both happy and frightened. "I-I think I'm fine..." her voice trailed off. "But I slept on corpses...."

"Yes, it's me darling." Twilight replied, gently stroking the sides of her white furred face. "I know you're probably confused, but we're alright... for the most part. You can ask the hawk just what we're doing here." he told her, nodding his head to Cobalt, his tone sounding irritated once more. While the Lycalo wasn't one to dislike people, he wasn't too fond of what had happened and the fact Lucinda was down here. After all, he was doing just fine and was almost getting accustomed to his new surroundings until he realized the Angelfox was in such a horried place.

"Aww. What a sweet sight, that is." Cobalt teased. "I certainly hope this gets rid of any cowardly thoughts in your head. Now, if you have changed your mind, the door is over there." He said as he bowed and gestured sarcastically at the door.

Two more guards brought in another person who had a bag over his head and was handcuffed with his hands behind his back. The mystery person was wearing a black shirt stained with some blood on it, and tan colored, bloodstained pants, black fingerless gloves, a ragged scarf, and black boots. Unlike the others, the blood on his clothing was not from the surroundings; some of the blood was from his captors.

"This one gave us a LOT of trouble." one of the guards said. "Killed one of our men and badly injured three others when we were trying to get him." He seemed somewhat nervous. He pulled off the bag on the captive's head, revealing the face of a gray wolf with intimidating green eyes. He quickly glanced around the room, and instantly recognized Twilight and Luce. However, he didn't give them much notice. He seemed to be looking for someone specific.

"There was another with him, but she got away." the second guard said. "Not sure how she did. Just ran into an alley and, bam, gone. Vanished with no trace."

"Perfect!" Cobalt announced. "As long ad we have this guy, she'll be back." Cobalt turned his attention to the blood stained wolf. "Hello, friend. You seem to be looking for a friend. I bet your pal will return for you soon, try to kill me, fail after noticing that the gas here negates any sort of powers including super strength and speed, and then end up aiding me and the mobians out that door. And I bet you will follow suit. Is that about right?"

The gray wolf just stared Cobalt down. Regardless of how confident the hawk was, he'd almost certainly feel at least a couple hairs stand on end. It didn't matter to the wolf if his powers were disabled; he had already figured that out when he was brought in and his attempts to freeze his hands and the handcuffs failed. Not that he really cared; he didn't rely on his cryokinesis all that much. He simply kept his eyes on Cobalt and remained silent.

"Ah, pardon me, sir." the first guard began, "but the girl that was with him was only a kid. I doubt she'd be able to come for him, or even have the guts too."

"Erm..." Luce began, but she couldn't find any words to say. She didn't understand what was going on. ''Why are we here? When did we get here? ''

"She wasnt incredibly crucial anyway." Cobalt said. "You both probably have the same questions I already answered. I'll give you the short version. Follow your allies and do what I say over the short wave radio. Or you can stay here like a trio of cowards. Door's right there. I'm tired of this chatter. Go kill freaks of science."

The group heard a nearby explosion coming from one corner, followed by Zapor yelling with fun.