Lost Island and Human Testing

[Raven]

Lost Island role play.
After an “accidental” plane crash, the people found that nearly everyone had lived. There hadn’t been many people on the plane, anyway. They found that there were wild animals to hunt as well as fruit to eat. They would have to find ways to survive in the wilds of the jungle. To make things worse, whoever crosses to the east end of the island disappears.
What they don’t know is that this is because whoever goes over there is imprisoned in a testing facility. The facility is controlled by the same person who controlled the plane crash. Sir James IV. There is no limit to what they’ll do. Even exploding a human being to record how the body splatters, or rearranging organs to see if it changes anything. They’ll consider it all.

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The lab is broken into four different parts.
The holding center, the hospital, the resting center, and the laboratory.
The holding center: Located on the top floor(3rd), this is where the test subjects are kept until they are needed for testing. The holding center is a lot like a dormitory. Each room comes equip with beds, and a bathroom, subjects often share a room with a roommate.
The lobby and the cafeteria are in the very middle of the holding center. From here, hall ways lead into the dorm rooms. The lobby has a good amount of couches and arm chairs, a coffee table is in the middle, and a sizely television. This comes with basic cable, however, all news channels are blocked.Food is served by androids, the scientists and doctors rarely go into the holding center. New supplies is delivered once a month by the government.

The Hospital: This is where test subjects are taken when they are injured or ill. Located on the 2nd floor. Like a regular hospital with very heavy survalence, not much else to say here.

Resting Center: This is where the doctors and scientists sleep at night(if they can), located on the 1st floor. Has a lay out very much alike the holding center. Rooms have more room for their things, however. There is a back court yard, surrounded by a 14 foot tall gate(to keep the beasts out, and the humans in.) Here, there is a large garden, walking paths, and a fountain in the middle.

The Laboratory: Here on BF1 and BF2, is where all the testing is held. Designed a lot like a hospital, however instead of beds there are metal tables. There are many different sections of the testing area. More extreme testing is held on BF2, the lowest floor. This is also where mutant experiments (non human) are kept in cages.

[Gifted]

((Raven! you jacked the layout from Doctor_ugly! it's word for word the same! ))
((Sorry about all the beating-around-the-bush type language, this was copy/pasted directly from an intro I saved on neo. Nepoo doesn't allow characters who's parent sexually assault them. ))
((And yes I'm re-using a character. DEAL WITH IT!))

Pride jerked awake, breathing deeply, her heart racing a mile a minute. Her super straight black hair was still touching the bed, even though she was now sitting up, and her hazel eyes blazed. She'd woken from an old and usual nightmare. Funny how she dealt with much worse things now, and after three years this nightmare still hadn't gone away. It wasn't even really a nightmare! It was more like... Her history, played over and over in her head. And never failing to wake her up at night.
Her parents divorced when she was very small, and her mom was granted full custody, Pride's father only allowed to see her when her mom was present. So as you might imagine, Pride never knew her father that well. Until the car accident.
She'd been in the car at the time. It was neither driver's fault. One traffic light was green, her mom's was yellow. Her mom was late for something –what, Pride had long since forgotten – and had hit the gas rather than stopping, like so many other drivers. But another car had gone through the green light, and the two cars collided, killing Prides mother instantly. Pride was six then.
So she'd gone to live with her dad, which at the time was okay. Her father mostly ignored her when she was young, being busy with work. But that changed when she was 10. That was when her father first assaulted her. Not physical assault, either. He then continued to do so, every week, until she was 12.
It had all changed because she'd found out this was illegal. Her teacher back then tended to go off topic and went off one day to the subject of some predator. When the teacher explained his crime, Pride had literally said "That's illegal?" and pulled out her cell phone (She was a troublemaker, she always broke rules. So yeah, she had her phone in class) and, right in front of the class, called the cops on her father.
She'd then been handed off to an Aunt, who'd immediately dumped her in an orphanage. She spent the next year bouncing from orphanage to orphanage, never finding a family. After all, who wants a 13 year old girl who'd lost her vrgnty?

The plane had been taking her to a new orphanage when it crashed. She'd lived for about two weeks on the other side of the island, before deciding to hunt for food on the forbidden side. Worst. Decision. EVER.

Pride sighed, sick of thinking about that nightmare. Though in the beginning she'd tried to forget about her history, now she clung to it, her normal state from before the testing, when she could feel.
The tests had left Pride's nerves destroyed, so she could no longer feel. Everything was the same to her, it made no difference if it was sharp or dull, silky or rough, comfortable or not. She also had much stronger bones and just generally was much much harder to kill than a normal person. This was after the tests she'd been subjected to for the last three years, conducted by many people, but primarily a man named Tony Cardoni.
((are we gonna need people to play scientists? I have an intro for Tony Cardomi here))

[Raven]

((THAT'S who posted that link! |D
And yeah, other scientists would be good... I have Tabitha ))

Jarred sat on the beach, not making a sound, not moving a fraction of an inch. The only sign he was alive, besides, you know, being in a position that made it obvious, was the faint sign of breathing. And perhaps that his eyes were closed. His clothes were torn and bloody with a few small burns and his body was in little better shape, but he was at least still alive.

((I'll add more as I figure out who to use and what to say))

[Gifted]

Tony himself had been awake a long while, preparing his newest test for his newest subject. He'd been working here three years and eight months and he loved it. He'd long since been interested in knowing how much pain a well-conditioned athlete could endure before she died or went insane. He'd tried to conduct these experiments on his own, abducting women – only because they were easier – from all different places and subjected them to tests. The first two were weak, and died soon after testing began. He thought he found his perfect lab rat when he'd met her when she was working on the Cardoni case. Cardoni not referring to him, Cardoni was not Tony's true last name. He'd stolen the name when he'd broken out of jail. She was working on the case of Vincent Cardoni, a surgeon who was blamed for Tony's "crimes". Tony had gotten close to and dated the girl, and then planned to take her. But it had all gone wrong. And so, he would never forget her name. Just the thought made him clench his fist and push down his rage. Amanda Beale.
Amanda had been defending Cardoni and found out, somehow, that Tony was responsible. She'd confronted him, forcing him to abduct her much earlier than planned. But she'd planned ahead and the FBI had closed off all his escapes already, including the secret passage he'd so counted on. He'd been arrested and sentenced to death row. But he'd broken out, changed his last name to Cardoni for the irony and soon after brought here.
And now he was having the best time of his life. No more hiding. His subjects may not be conditioned athletes, but they were reasonably fit and that small con was worth not being hunted by the cops. This place had saved his life, in more ways than one, and now he could subject his victims to his tests in peace
((I don't care if this rp is dead or not, I'm erasing these intro's from neo so I need somewhere else to put them))

[Raven]

((lol okay))
Emily stared, wide eyed, at the wall across from her bed. She'd lost track of time, because she couldn't see the sky, so she wasn't sure how long she'd been there. The only thing she was sure of was that she was next. They were going to do to her whatever had the others screaming. Unable to think of any other bright side, she was glad they hadn't come for her yet. At the same time, it was horrible. Unlike anyone else, Emily could hear the cries of pain. Whatever made them do that couldn't be good. And she had to wait in suspense for it to happen to her. Some part of her mind hoped her little brother was okay. And Astin. Oh, poor little Astin. He had to be okay, because there was no truer evil than one that would take a blind ten-year-old boy and do to it what it did to the owners of those wails. She wished briefly she was home. With her parents and their friends. With Kayden. Tears started running down her cheeks and she wondered if Kayden would miss her.

[Gifted]

Pride decided it was about time she got out of bed, so she swung her legs off the bed and stood up... only to trip and land loudly on the hard floor. Confused, Pride looked at her legs. They were all tangled in the blanket, and she couldn't really move them. She hadn't felt the blanket there of course, so she hadn't nnoticed. She wearily started untangling herself from her blankets, wondering why she even used blankets anymore.

[Raven]

Tabitha Martine, Scientist of the Lost Island. She bit her finger thoughtfully and looked at the list of patients. They all required urgent treatment, but she couldn't decide who to help first. So were her delusions. In reality, she loved to watch others suffer. Several naked, mangled bodies had been relieved, long since dead, from her care. She carried a clipboard of available victims. Not only their names, but their ages and genders as well. To her, every variable was important. She was often called heartless when she deliberately found family ties and made a mother watch as her child was slowly and painfully murdered. In response, she just laughed. They were puppets, not humans. They existed purely for her entertainment.

Emily glanced up when she heard Pride trip. She wished she could talk to whoever it was. It was so lonely here...

[Gifted]

Tony passed Tabitha as he went up to the bosses office to deliver his paperwork. "Afternoon Tabitha," He said as he passed her.

Pride finally kicked her way out of the blankets and stoodd up. She walked out of her room, looking around. "Huh, nobody's up yet," She said aloud. not that anyone would want to talk to her if they were awake.

[Raven]

"Yes, indeed. Isn't it a wonderful day?" Tabitha asked brightly.

Emily's eyes widened. Was that who she thought it was? She threw her shoe at the door, trying to make a noise loud enough to gain Pride's attention.

[Gifted]

"Indeed," Tony said. He sighed. "My subject died today. I keep telling the boss only that kid Pride can meet my standards now, she's survived much longer than the others. But he keeps telling me to try other kids and then other kids end up dead. Idiot..."

Pride heard the shoe hit the door and went hback to the hall where the bedrooms were. "Who's there?" she called.

[Raven]

"Mm. I'm sorry. I think I'm going to try that new one. What was it called? Emily?" Tabitha asked. "Though, if you want you can have it."

"Emily!" she called through the door. "Some crazy woman locked me in here!"

[Gifted]

"Nah, I just want to see how long Pride lasts," Tony shook his head. "She's very interesting,"

"Emily? As in Emily Web?" pride asked, rushing to the door she thought it was coming from. She turned the lock quickly and threw the door open. "Emily!" Pride said, surprised. "It's me, Pride!"

[Raven]

Emily smiled up at Pride. "I'm glad you're still okay... Do you know what's happening here?" she asked.

Tabitha nodded. "Indeed she is."

[Gifted]

"you don't know then? That's good... when it comes to this place, you DON'T want to know whats going on here," she sighed. "i've been here for a long time, Emily. And I'm far from okay,"

Tony nodded and straightened the papers he was holding. "well I can't keep the boss waiting, I must leave you," he said

[Raven]

"Of course," Tabitha said.

"Alive," Emily corrected. "And I don't know exactly, but I know it's something terrible." She shivered. "I can hear them screaming, Pride."