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Hospital for souls [Not accepting]

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Posted: Mon, 11/07/2016 21:46 (8 Years ago)
"O-oh, no, I have no idea. I was hoping you would know, but it seems like you don't.. but! It's not your fault, it's all ok!" 631 replied quickly. "And I don't have any memories either, except for all of the simple things! I also have a name on my wrist! It's 631!" He knew he sort of sounded awkward, but he reassured himself that it was just because of the fact this is the first person he's met so far. He sort of just sat there, thinking of a way to introduce himself more formally.
"Uh, is it ok if..." He began in a whisper. "Is it ok if I just call you 649?"
Xerolin
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Posted: Mon, 11/07/2016 21:58 (8 Years ago)
"Yeahh, this place is just pretty weird and spooky, ya know? Seems like an abandoned hotel or something.." 649 replied. "There's probably other people here, I heard some yells, we should try to find them. Yeah you can call me that, mind if I call you 631?" He asked. 649 shivered a bit and rubbed his wrist.
Styx
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Posted: Mon, 11/07/2016 22:07 (8 Years ago)
"If it was an abandoned hotel, perhaps that would explain the numbers? Oh, and yes, we should try to find other people!" 631 responded. "The only question is if we should go forwards or backwards with the room numbers." He slowly got up, nearly falling over in the process because of his shaky posture. "I don't mind if you call me 631! I think the number system isn't that hard to go by."
Sock
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Posted: Mon, 11/07/2016 22:11 (8 Years ago)
Voice cracking, shaking hard, she finally gave in as her screams turned to sobs. And so she stayed, punching the wall until her knuckles where a bloody mess and face streaked with tears. Mixtures of yells and cries tore from her throat as she continued to take out her emotions on the poorly holding wall.

A loud crack sounded, and her wrist,, numberless, was stuck in the rotting wood. Trying to pull away, only succeeding in shredding her arms, she sat down, helpless, as the splinters dug into her skin, staining her clothing with blood and tears as it ran down her arm, and to the floor.
Xerolin
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Posted: Mon, 11/07/2016 22:32 (8 Years ago)
"Hm.. I guess backwards? There cant be more than 1000 doors or rooms here.." 649 replied. He slowly stood up and looked down both ends of the hall, each side being endless and dimly lit. "Nice to meet ya, 631," 649 said with a smile. "So.. off we go to find the others I guess."
fragile
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Posted: Tue, 12/07/2016 01:43 (8 Years ago)
242 shifted in her sleep, before waking up. Her eyes fluttered open, and she sat up. Bad idea. A sharp pain echoed throughout her skull, making her whimper loudly. She came to a sudden realization. She didn't know who she was, where she was, or anything. Her eyes widened and she felt tears spring up. She looked at her wrists, and found numbers. 242 "Maybe this is... my na-name?" She said. Her voice was hoarse and broken, and she could barely make up spit. She winced, and began sobbing into her palms, each heave of her shoulders sending another ripple of pain into her head.

((Sorry I'm so late!!))
Sock
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Posted: Tue, 12/07/2016 02:48 (8 Years ago)
((yey mono's here :0 ))


[GORE WARNING]

She knew if she didn't pull her arm out, no one else would. So, biting her lip, she began to pull. And oh it hurt. Trying not to scream, she began to pull, the splintering edges of the wood slicing through her skin leaving bloody traces of what used to be her wrist. Finally, she gave a final pull and ripped her crimson soaked limb out of the wall, and gave a final wail before sucking it up and trying to ignore the burning pain searing through her appendage.

Drops of blood marked her path as she trailed down the hallway, slowly trecking along until she found a hole in the floor where the rotting wood and cement had caved in. What if i just... she thought, before sticking her foot in to see if anything happened, and then, majestically like the clutz she is, she fell through, slamming onto the floor with a loud thud, Knocking herself out. ((what level should she have landed on,, like what room numbers b around her n' stuff))
fragile
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Posted: Tue, 12/07/2016 03:02 (8 Years ago)
242 heard a crash, and jumped up, ignoring the piercing pain in her brain. She ran out of her room, and saw a bloody girl on the ground, and she scooped her up. It was a bit hard, considering how weak the girl was, and went back to her room. There was a bed, and 242 laid the girl down lightly, taking the sheet and wrapping it around her arm. She sat next to the bed on the ground, letting out a light sigh.
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Posted: Tue, 12/07/2016 03:07 (8 Years ago)
913 was groaning softly, it was easily evident that she was in pain, even whilst asleep her expression was contorted into one of that in a tremendous ammount of agony. Bloodying the area around her, the black haired teenager was slowly loosing color as her dark skin started to pale.


((sorry for the short post, but there's not much to say about being unconcious.))
CheeseWolf
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Posted: Tue, 12/07/2016 09:01 (8 Years ago)
689

While he was looking at number 689, that was placed over his doors, he heard screaming from different directions. He looked around and decided to go in one direction before he was scared of loud noise, that sounded like someone fell or something. He was so scared that he decided to run in different direction. 'What just happened? Was it someone who could help me? Or some monster?'

It took his pretty long to calm down but when he did he managed to see other numbers on or over doors. They were going down. He questioned himself for information about himself but he could find nothing, no name, no family, no friends... he didn't know anything.

He has been walking around for sometime when he saw two other people. At first he was confused, but he still went in their direction. He wanted answers and they could, maybe, provide them. He tapped both, red haired and white haried, people on shoulder, speaking up. ''Excuse me, but do you know where we are?'' He was polite and had smile like pasted on his face.
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Posted: Tue, 12/07/2016 09:28 (8 Years ago)
~Five~

He looked nodded shortly before shrugging shoulders.
"I'll call you thirteen." He answered. The situation seemed more calm now when he had meet with someone. If there were more people here, they should probably search for them, to check if they're ok, or just simply know something about this place.
"I'll come with you." Five nodded again before scratching his cheek a little. He didn't want to be left alone again, even if he just met Thirteen. He had sort of hoped she would've asked him to follow. But what direction should they go? And how many rooms where there? Maybe they should just keep walking "upwards" by the numbers?

(I'm thinking that one floor can have 200 rooms or so. I'm also going to create a new character that have been living in the hospital a while so they can clear up some stuff together.)

AssassinRage
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Posted: Tue, 12/07/2016 17:43 (8 Years ago)
Thirteen heard what he said and he nodded a bit. "All right, I'm glad we will be going together, Five," he said with a soft smile. "So, I came out of room thirteen. I think you probably came out of room five and going further down that way would take us to room one, but there do not seem to be any doors or windows to the outside. Anyway, I don't hear much sound from that way so we should go back the way I came." He took Five's hand and started walking in the direction he had come. He grabbed his hand for the reason that it was slightly dark and he did not want to lose Five. He didn't want to be alone again.

He then noticed his clothes had pockets and he found a small note pad in it. He stopped under some of the dim light and opened it. There was writing inside. Was this his hand writing? It seemed to be a story on disappearances. He tilted his head a little. There was no name of who wrote it so it confused him a little. Why did he have this?

(Oh, cool. :) Playing multiple characters is always fun. ^^ )
Xerolin
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Posted: Tue, 12/07/2016 18:01 (8 Years ago)
649 felt a tap and heard a voice. As he looked over, he saw a short, pink-haired boy next to them. "Hello hello. Nope, not really. We just woke up in a room with no memories and a number on our wrist. We might be thinkin' we're in an abandoned hotel.. but I dunno. Do you have a number?" 649 asked, showing the boy his wrist. "You can call me 649," he said.
(Alrighto!)
AssassinRage
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Posted: Tue, 12/07/2016 19:58 (8 Years ago)
He slowly opened his eyes. He looked around the decrepit room in which he was sleeping in. He sat up on the hard cot that was in the room. "Damn it, still here," he said. He ran his fingers over the number on his wrist, 568. He got up from the cot, his back was rather sore. He had multiple bruises on him. "Stupid doctors," he said softly as he went to the door. He opened it and looked down the long hall. There did not appear to be any of the staff around here. He was sure there were probably new... patients, or rather experiments.

"Okay, so now what? There really is no way out of here and it's clearly not a nightmare. But how to get out of here. The doctors do not live here. They have to be leaving somehow. But with no doors or windows to the outside... There has to be a way...," he spoke softly to himself. His long hair was a peach pink color. His eyes were a color that was abnormal in humans. This was due to what he endured here. The only clue of his past life was the key on a chain around his neck. 568 knew he had to get out, but also knew he looked and sounded like a girl though he knew he was a boy.
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Posted: Tue, 12/07/2016 23:50 (8 Years ago)
She sat up, fast, and gasped for air, cringing at the pain rocketing through her spine and arm, holding back a cry of pain. She noticed the other girl and glanced over, trying to replace her grimace with a friendly smile. "Oh-Hello, sorry for the...blood......" 913 managed to choke out, before groaning and shutting her eyes,, forced to lay back down by the migrane sprouting in her head. "S-Sorry.."



((oh yeah and @MimeJr,, can i make another chara. ? I had a good idea for one and it might help lenghten my posts))
fragile
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Posted: Wed, 13/07/2016 00:16 (8 Years ago)
"It's fine, don't worry... It's fine..." 242 said, smiling at the girl. She sighed again, before standing and waking to the door. She looked out the door, glancing both ways. She was hoping to find a person, though it was unlikely she would. Finding no one, she exhaled deeply, sluggishly walking to the bedside and sitting down once more. She tilted her head back, releasing a groan as she looked to the blank, dirty ceiling.
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Posted: Wed, 13/07/2016 00:33 (8 Years ago)
568 took a series of halls and made sure to stay away from where he knew the staff roamed mostly. He looked at the room numbers. "Looks like I made it to the two hundreds," he said as he walked, but then he found a hole in the ceiling. Where had that come from. It wasn't there last time he checked. There seemed to be blood too. He looked around for a moment. He walked along. He looked around for a moment. He saw room 242. The door seemed slightly ajar, which was strange for normal rooms. All the rooms without occupants were locked. He pulled the door slightly, seeing two girls inside. One was laying down, the other was sitting. He saw the blood. Something good about the experiments he had been through was that he could see better in dim light. "Do you two need any help? I notice that one of you is bleeding pretty badly," he said.
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Posted: Wed, 13/07/2016 09:45 (8 Years ago)
689

689 looked up at person speaking to him. 'Are they boy or a girl?' He was confused and when they asked for number, he was even more confused. He looked at his wrist, only to see it covered with fingerless glove, so he started rolling up his sleeve. He soon became unpatient and hurried up until his sleeve was over his elbow. ''Finally.'' He muttered.

When 689 took off his glove he was presented with same number as the one over his door. He showed it to 649. ''I guess you can call me 689. I don't remember my name so...'' He trailed off. It didn't take him long to get back to his happy self. ''So are you boy or girl? I can't really tell.'' He asked questin, that seemed like out of the blue.
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Posted: Wed, 13/07/2016 12:45 (8 Years ago)
913 glanced at 242 before trying to sit up slowly again, and choked out; "Yeah, some help would be nice...eh..i'm 913.." she held up her wrist before continuing, "and uh..that's....?" Hoping that 242, whose name she still didn't know, would finish her setence, she lay back down to try and ease the pain rocketing throughout her body.
fragile
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Posted: Wed, 13/07/2016 15:40 (8 Years ago)
242 looked down at her wrist, and felt a twinge of sadness. "242. I'm 242. Thank you." She replied sharply, yet she tried to make her voice a bit soft. It still came out fast, but her voice sounded more sad than angry. 'Just hope they won't notice.' She thought, before smiling up at the person whom hadn't spoken of their name. She rubbed her temples lightly, sighing. She glanced at 913, slightly worried for her friend's health. 'Friend? You barely know her! Idiot...' She scolded herself, shaking her head lightly. She still had a light headache, but she didn't want to hurt herself.