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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 13, 2017 0:45:45 GMT
The last bell for the day rang and all the students scrambled for the door, one girl with green hair and a broad hat just a little behind. Instead of running right for the exit like everybody else, she made a turn for the classrooms two years above her own. Just outside of one classroom she waited, one hand deviously concealed in her purse. She watched each passing student like a hawk watching rabbits grazing in a meadow, waiting for the perfect bunny to pass. It wasn't long before an athletic girl with long orange hair emerged and the hawk dove. "GOTCHA!" Cosmina yelled, stuffing rabbit ears onto the top of Kate's head. "Two days till Easter! And you're not taking those off until then!" Cosmina bounced up and down like she was a rabbit herself.
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Post by Vapovile on Apr 13, 2017 18:06:41 GMT
The day seemed normal for the most part; class was as boring as ever, though the final bell of the day rung to let them all go home. Kate walked out of the building chatting with a few of her friends, waving to a few of them as they walked off to make their ways home. "Bye Dustin! See you at practice tomorrow!" Kate called over to her friend, turning to make her own way home...when a metaphorical hawk swooped in and placed a pair of rabbit ears on her head. Kate frowned at her sister and gripped the ears, rolling her eyes. "Real funny. No way am I keeping these on..." Strangely enough, the ears were not coming off. She pulled on them harder, but they still stayed on! "What are these things?!" Kate asked, now more annoyed.
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 14, 2017 15:24:35 GMT
"It's a magic adhesive! It won't come off until Easter is over!" Cosmina declared, dancing away to avoid any retaliation. "Come on, we're decorating eggs at home!" Cosmina ran ahead out of the school, reaching the teleportation station before Kate. It would dump them on the beach by their house in a nice isolated spot with no people so nobody noticed them teleporting in. She bounced with impatience for her slow sister. She had so many plans for those eggs.
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Post by Vapovile on Apr 15, 2017 3:26:36 GMT
"Easter?! Yeah right, I'll just remove these myself at the house!" Kate yelled as Cosmina ran to the teleport station. There were several portals stationed around the area, each calibrated to go to a different part of the world where the students lived. Kate knew that with her powers of degrading matter by touching it, these rabbit ears would be off in no time! She just wanted to get to a mirror so she wouldn't potentially degrade any of her hair off in the process.
Stepping into the portal, both Kate and Cosmina are met with the familiar sandy beach of California, only a few blocks from their house. Being the more athletic one of the two, Kate had been outside far more and accumulated a respectable tan on her skin. As the two made their way to Haruko's house...Kate couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. "Hey Cos...can you detect anyone weird around h-" Her sentence is soon cut short when a winged being swooped down from the skies and slammed the orange-haired girl into the ground. The figure wore a dark green short-sleeve shirt with black shorts, his long blond hair reaching down to his shoulders. A small pointed tail flew behind him, his demonic wings keeping him afloat.
"Gotcha! Now...go to sleep..." Miles said with a grin on his face, releasing a small cloud of pheromones that quickly made Kate's body go limp. He quickly picked her up and slung Kate over his shoulder, looking at the person who had accompanied him on this adventure. "I promised you something special, didn't I?" He said, giving a smile to the person nearby and utterly ignoring Cosmina.
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 15, 2017 3:59:18 GMT
"Noooo, don't do that!" Cosmina whined as they teleported. She did her usual sonar on the beach and noticed something above. Humanoid but flying. She looked up as Kate was expressing her paranoia, but it was too late to do anything. Her sister was unconscious and slung over a demon's shoulder before she could do anything. "Good work!" Marika slipped from the safety of a palm tree where Cosmina's sonar couldn't find her and kissed Miles. She eyed Cosmina greedily behind her glasses.
"My old favorite! Let's get her too!" She pulled scissors from her pockets and approached, but the ferocity in Cosmina's eyes made her back away. "GIVE MY SISTER BACK!" Cosmina's horns vibrated and Marika tackled Miles. "Get down!" She yelled as they hit the sand and the palm tree exploded. "Fuck! Their bitch mother had to have heard that! Let's quit while we're ahead!" She yelled, opening the kaspa and tugging on Miles' sleeves to make him follow.
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Post by Vapovile on Apr 15, 2017 18:45:06 GMT
Miles kissed back once Marika ran up to him, happy at the situation he was in. He soon snapped back to reality when Cosmina yelled at both of them, followed by Marika knocking him down to the ground as the sonic blast went past them and blew up a palm tree. He was about to drop Kate and face Cosmina head-on...but Marika tugging on his sleeve and mentioning their mother made him reconsider. "Right, let's get out of here!" Miles called out as he flapped his wings once and jumped into the Kaspa with Kate still on his shoulder, holding onto Marika's hand to make sure she got inside too.
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 15, 2017 19:46:48 GMT
Cosmina screamed when her sister was pulled into empty space. "Kaaaaaaate! Nooooo don't take her, I'll come quietly, please!" She ran headlong for the kaspa door, but it was gone, nothing but sand and sea before she was even close. She dropped to her knees and stared into space as tears began to bubble over out of her eyes.
Inside the kaspa, Yuu hunched on the couch with blank eyes. Her eyes followed the movement of the kidnappers, glad Marika was alive but sickened that she had completed her task. "Downstairs, come on!" Marika lead Miles down the basement stairs, patting an operating table. "Come on, get her clothes off, they should fit Chelsea and I don't want to ruin them." Marika began rummaging through her surgical tools when Yuu came down the stairs after them.
"Wait, don't kill her!" Marika turned, bewildered. "Why the hell not? I want those arms!" She protested. "You don't know how her powers work. She might need organs in her to use them. Wouldn't it be a waste if you used those arms and they were worthless?" Yuu kept a careful eye on Miles. He no doubt knew what she was doing, but whether he'd bring it up or not was another matter. "...fine. Just frisk her then Miles. Put anything you find on the shelf over there." Marika waved dismissively.
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Post by Vapovile on Apr 16, 2017 4:08:26 GMT
Walking down the stairs after Marika, Miles smiled gleefully as he placed his captive on the table and was about to start the task Marika gave him...when Yuu intervened and told them of the possibility that the arms might not be the only part they need. He squinted at her in suspicion, knowing full well that Yuu only wanted to delay them slicing up this person. But before he could raise an objection...Marika had seemed to agree and asked him to remove the stuff on the captive instead. "Fine...I bet we only need the arms though." He mumbled as he began his job.
First he removed the backpack that was strapped to Kate and placed it on the ground, moving onto her person. In her pockets he discovered a rectangular smartphone with an orange case around it, a set of keys that was undoubtedly to her house, a couple pencils, and a wallet that had a few dollars inside. He placed the items on the shelf and began rummaging through the backpack. "Let's see...books...paper...3DS...and a soccer uniform." Miles said out loud, placing the backpack on the shelf alongside the other items.
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 16, 2017 4:31:46 GMT
Marika double checked the restraints to make sure they were tight and nodded. "Most of that is junk. See if anybody wants the game device and put the uniform on the shelf next to everything else. Maybe I'll use the fabric or give it to Chelsea or something. Keep the keys too." That was an open invite into Haruko's home, at least until she changed her locks. "Well we won't know how she works without experimentation. Can you wake her up?" She asked Miles, poking Kate with her syringe to make tiny cuts on her arm.
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Post by Vapovile on Apr 16, 2017 4:38:18 GMT
"Very well, I'll check on the game system thing in a bit." Miles replied back, pulling out the black and red soccer uniform shirt with a '51' displayed on the back in white letters. He folded it up and placed it on the shelf, followed by the black soccer shorts. After he was done, Miles walked over to the table and thought for a second. "Hm...I think I can wake her up. Stand back, it's a pungent smell." He said, making sure Marika was far enough away when he released another round of pheromones that quickly woke Kate up, startled and confused.
"Wha...where am I?! Who are you?!" Kate asked Miles, who rolled his eyes. "She's awake. Feel free to do your testing, Marika." He says with a smile, stepping away once more. Kate struggled against the restraints without realizing the tiny cuts on her arm, trying to escape to little avail.
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 16, 2017 5:08:22 GMT
Marika jumped and clapped when Kate awoke. "That's amazing! I didn't want to wait!" She spun a pair of scissors by one finger and looked down at Kate, the table specially lowered for her meager height. "What, your mother and sister never told you about me? I'm Marika! AND LISTEN UP OR I'LL FUCKING CUT YOU APART AND MAIL YOUR FACE TO YOUR MOM!" Marika suddenly ascended her voice into a scream like a windstorm. "I took you because I want things done, and you're going to do them!" She pointed at you.
"First you're going to make Yuu's eyes better!" Yuu backed away a little, raising her hands. "Marika, perhaps... a living being is not what we should be letting her work on first?" She didn't want a traumatized prisoner digging around in her sockets. Or a traumitized prisoner being here at all, but that was a fact of life around here. "Hmph. You're probably right. CHELSEA!" Marika screamed and almost at once a girl who looked to be about Kate's age came down the stairs, pink, princess style dress bouncing with each step. "I was writing a poem, this better be good." She scowled, crossing her arms. Her eyes widened when she saw Kate. Was she supposed to execute somebody? Did they do that around here? "Listen carefully. You are going to make her sword better. I don't care what way. And if you fuck up, I will stab you in the gut and leave you. You understand?" She grabbed Kate's hair and pulled her head up off the table.
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Post by Vapovile on Apr 17, 2017 0:47:00 GMT
"Wait, what?!" Kate asked in confusion, knowing fully who Marika was from the stories her mother told her about Cosmina's origin. She stayed completely silent as Marika raised her voice, not wanting to test how psychopathic this girl actually was. Kate continued to stay silent as Yuu objected and Marika called a strange girl with a princess-style dress reminiscent of Marceline's came down the stairs. Her head was soon pulled off the table and yelled at by the crazy spider-like girl, to which Kate looked away to try and not show fear. "Y-yeah...uh...right...make the sword better..."
Kate thought for a second on how to improve the sharp black blade. Her powers were limited to two general ideas; upgrade and degrade. She could upgrade something by touching it and morphing the object accordingly, or degrade the object into nothingness. When she looked over at the sword, she couldn't help but give a small expression of confusion mixed with fear. "Um...I need to use my hands for this..." She said, feeling her wrists tied to the table by restraints. It was difficult to upgrade an object if she couldn't even touch it.
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 17, 2017 5:09:18 GMT
Marika nodded and undid the straps on Kate's wrists. "Make a move and I'll pin you to the table by your neck." Chelsea handed the sword, illusioned to supposedly have long serrations and spikes, while in fact it was a normal blade, although naturally black. "It could use a little more durability. This thing chips easy."
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Post by Vapovile on Apr 17, 2017 17:45:31 GMT
Sitting up from the table slightly, Kate took the blade and began to inspect it by turning it around, lightly poking one of the spikes...only to see her finger pass right through and touch the actual blade under it. Why did this have illusion magic on it? "More durability...right..."
As much as the thought of helping these people disgusted Kate, she was too afraid of the consequences for refusing to try and make a break for it. Placing her right palm on top of the blade, Kate began to upgrade the sword's durability. The molecular bonds quickly became stronger inside the blade, Kate moving her palm down the weapon to upgrade the entire object. "I think it is done..." Kate mentioned as she removes her palm, holding the blade out toward the girl in the dress. She didn't want this anywhere near Marika.
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 17, 2017 18:48:40 GMT
Chelsea grabbed the blade back and pulled a lacy handkerchief out of her pocket to begin relentlessly polishing the blade where Kate had touched it. "Fucking touching it with your grubby naked mitts..." She growled. She had gloves for a reason, not just because Marika made her wear them! "Chelsea, test it!" Marika demanded. Chelsea nodded and wandered over to an empty operating table. She readied her blade, picked a spot, and swung. With a snick, the table fell in half and she brought the blade up to her face to inspection. "Not a chip... nice." She begrudgingly admired it. "MY TABLE!" Marika screamed. "What was I supposed to test it on, the prisoner? The ground?" Chelsea grumbled, sheathing the blade.
"I was going to make a concrete pillar! Don't you put that away! Take your right shoe and sock off." Chelsea's eyes widened when Marika's orders compelled her body to move against the wishes of her mind. She kicked off her shoe and sock and drew the blade once more. "Stab it." Chelsea's arms moved on their own, pinning her to the floor. She let out a gurgling yell and fell down sobbing. Yuu made a half step towards her, but Marika's glare fixed her in place. After a few minutes of sobbing, Chelsea managed to yank the blade out and limp back upstairs. Marika grabbed Kate's arms and shoved her back into the restraints. "Good job, you get to live. I'll send somebody with food after dinner. Till then... MARTHA!" She yelled, and with a blur of motion, a shockingly fit doll was before her. "What do you- WHY DO YOU HAVE A KID!? YOU BITCH!" Martha instantly ran to Kate's side. "I'm not killing her. Not just yet. You watch her and make sure she stays here! Don't leave her alone!" Marika left Martha with those orders, stomping upstairs. "Come on Miles! I'm ordering pizza! Haven, come on, you're paying! Hey everybody, don't let the prisoner out of the basement!" Yuu stayed for another moment, looking at Kate, but again a fierce glare made her back away. She closed the door behind her.
Martha was left alone with Kate, looking with confusion at the prisoner. She didn't quite get why Marika wasn't killing her, but she certainly wasn't complaining. She undid one restraint and extended a hand to shake. "I'm Martha. I'm not going to hurt you." She undid the other restraints. She figured the "here" she was supposed to keep her in was the basement. "Why did Marika capture you?" She scratched her head. This kid seemed pretty unassuming. Maybe this was a ransom? She hoped not. This kid looked good with both ears.
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Post by Vapovile on Apr 23, 2017 16:34:21 GMT
The table fell apart with a loud crash that made Kate jump slightly in her restraints, moving her head over to watch as the pieces dropped to the ground. What followed horrified Kate even more. Marika commanded Chelsea to stab herself, the sickening sound of the blade piercing flesh and Chelsea's gurgle making Kate sick to her stomach. Why was she torturing her own helper?! Things were only made worse when Marika shoved Kate back into her restraints and called a strong-looking girl that began yelling once she saw Kate in the restraints. Miles gave a small glare toward Martha as she passed by, his expression returning to normal as Marika began to ascend the stairs. "Of course, Marika! I will be right up." Turning his attention back to the room, Miles glared at Yuu and pointed a small knife he kept in his pocket at her. "I know what you're thinking, Yuu. If you try anything..." Stabbing the knife down onto the ruined table, the blade went right through and pierced the other side of the wood. "...I'll kill her where she stands."
And with that, Miles yanks his knife out of the table and ascends the stairs...Kate staying deathly silent until the door closed behind him. This girl seemed to be friendlier than the others...but could Martha really be trusted? Regardless, Kate accepted the handshake and sat up from the table once the restraints were off. "I'm...Kate. I don't know why I'm here...probably to upgrade stuff for them..." Kate figured Martha didn't know what she was talking about, so she took a piece of wood that flew off the table and put it in her palm. The piece began to reshape, becoming dark brown and extremely hard in comparison to what it was before.
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 23, 2017 17:20:23 GMT
Upstairs, Yuu glared at Mile's back. Could she take him? Probably, but Marika wouldn't let her. It was better to just avoid him for now. She'd have to wait. It was easy for her. She didn't need to sleep.
Downstairs, Martha stared in wonder at what Kate had done. "Yeah, that would be what she took you for. She'd want you to upgrade the parts that give us our powers. Or maybe even alter us to look more like what she wants." Martha winced. She didn't want to know what Marika wanted her to look like. She bet it would be weird. "Well Kate, don't worry. If Marika didn't kill you the moment you got here, she's not going to! I know how she operates... unfortunately." Martha spat. She pulled Kate into a hug. "Do you need anything? My sisters will sneak you some food or blankets if I ask." She couldn't do much, but she could make Kate more comfortable.
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Post by Vapovile on Apr 25, 2017 1:11:15 GMT
Alter appearances?! Kate was explicitly forbidden by Haruko from upgrading people! She has no idea how the upgrading process would work on a human limb, or if it would have any side effects after some time! Hearing that if Marika wanted to kill her, she would have done it already was cold comfort to Kate. Regardless, she accepted the hug and thought about what Martha asked. "Um...could you sneak me stuff to get me out of here? You seem to be nicer..." She had no idea if Martha was able to help or not, but it was worth a shot. There had to be some way to get out of here without Marika noticing...right?
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 25, 2017 1:32:54 GMT
"Sorry, I'm forbidden from letting you escape. I especially can't help you do it." Martha gave an apologetic look. "I can bring you stuff, but nothing really helpful. Toothpaste, food, pajamas, blankets. I can make you more comfortable but not let you go. I'm really sorry." Martha looked unbelievably weary for a second, like she was going to topple over right here. It passed in an instant, her face lighting up bright and cheerful once more soon. "Can you show me some of this upgrading stuff you do!? It sounds super neat!"
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Post by Vapovile on Apr 30, 2017 20:44:17 GMT
The reality of the situation was beginning to sink in for Kate; there was no way to escape this place! She had no idea where she was, how they got there, how to get out, or even who any of these people were! A wave of stress, desperation and fear washed over Kate as she tried to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes. "You...you can't help...?" Feeling defeated, Kate disinterestedly reached over and picked up a pair of scissors from the table next to her. She then infuses energy into her palms, making the scissors begin to shift color into a shiny sliver-like color, Kate placing her hands inside the holsters and almost effortlessly cutting a section of the tray the tools stood on.
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