Read part 6. That is all you need to do. Deomi is in a state of madness. Also, bzurg said that you now have a new arm.
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New arm<Badass sword that always comes back to you and can kill anything you want to.
What would you choose? And when did I become bzurg?
Since BZURG I arrived here. Also,
YOU WANTED TO KILL HIM
Alive, but with no special abilIty (but immortality) vs dead
OOC; Screw Hephaestus. Welcome to the Instute of Bellabzug. Also, no=one said it was made of an invinicible material
OOC: Actually, Byrne pretty much annoyed them to the point where they couldn't take it any more.
Byrne read and read. Finishing the last of the books, he sat back, and stared out the window. The window was electromagnetic, so he couldn't pass through, or consume it, but he could see. That was plenty. He watched the stars, and absent-mindedly scribbled in an old notebook.
OOC; Screw Hephaestus. Welcome to the Instute of Bellabzug. Also, no=one said it was made of an invinicible material
OOC: Actually, Byrne pretty much annoyed them to the point where they couldn't take it any more.
Byrne read and read. Finishing the last of the books, he sat back, and stared out the window. The window was electromagnetic, so he couldn't pass through, or consume it, but he could see. That was plenty. He watched the stars, and absent-mindedly scribbled in an old notebook.
|He's in a soundproof cell -_- I don't think they could even hear them.|
The prime inquisitor sat at his desk and stared at the D-Class looking dumbly at him.
"You gave him books you say?" He asked calmly.
"Yes sir. He was very annoying about it sir." One of them answered.
"Let me repeat the question." He said getting up and looking them closely in the eye. "You gave him books?"
"Yes sir." They repeated somewhat nervously.
"WRONG ANSWER!" He screamed. Pushing the red button that opened the trap door as he did so, sending them down into the pit of a random Keter. It'll show them right he thought as he sat down at his desk once again.
"You gave him books you say?" He asked calmly.
"Yes sir. He was very annoying about it sir." One of them answered.
"Let me repeat the question." He said getting up and looking them closely in the eye. "You gave him books?"
"Yes sir." They repeated somewhat nervously.
"WRONG ANSWER!" He screamed. Pushing the red button that opened the trap door as he did so, sending them down into the pit of a random Keter. It'll show them right he thought as he sat down at his desk once again.
I'm kicking you out as gamemaster. I am now the ruler of this place, [REDACTED].
Can I write in an incident where people called "The Chaplains" try to break in?
OOC:Soundproof, why? It's not like Byrne will escape an electromagnetic field. Being more or less comprised of some sort of metallic material prevents that, you know. Oh, and don't let him near pure Iron, unless you wish to have a huge electromagnetic field.
Byrne ran out of ink. His pencils were now reduced to scraps of sawdust and graphite. His pen was now a hollow case. In the way he usually did, Byrne lit a candle that had lain under a large cloud of dust. Byrne picked up a stick of charcoal from the ground, and started using the wall as his notebook. Once he ran out of one stick of charcoal, he grabbed another, writing down what he had observed in the institute. The candle burned brightly, and would continue to burn, mostly fed by old dust and cobwebs.
OOC: This isn't all that bad, actually.
But do rein me in if I'm god-modding. Demon:
Angel:
Will stared at the ceiling wondering when the guards would come for him again. He wondered what sort of experiment he would have.
In the corner of his room, a small shadow showed up and began to grow. It grew until it was the size of a small cat and then it began to lift off of the floor. It morphed and twisted until it took the shape of a tall British man. Of course, Will didn't know that the man was British because he didn't have Britain where he came from.
The man and Will stared at each other until the man eventually opened his mouth up to speak.
"Hello Will, my name is Crowley, and I have a very special offer for you." He proclaimed, bowing as he did so. "You see, I happen to be aware of your situation and I know for a fact that it will not get better any time soon. They'll keep testing you until you eventually die you see. This is the way it is with all their anomalies. They capture them and they test them until the anomaly drops dead of exaustion."
"How could you possibly know these things sir?" Asked Will suspiciously.
"Well as it happens Will, I can see the future. I can also offer you a way out that will cost you almost absolutely nothing."
"You say almost. That means that I will have to give you something of mine in return. What do you want?"
"Well Will, it's funny you should ask that. I think it means you're one of the smarter ones. Most people just ask where to sign. All you have to give me is a favor. In one month, I will come to you and ask you for a small favor, and you will have to perform it for me no matter what it may be, do you understand?"
"That's all? Sounds pretty good."
"Wonderful!" Proclaimed Crowley as he pulled a large piece of paper from behind his back in one hand and a pen in the other. "Just sign on the dotted line at the bottom.
He handed the paper to Will, and Will signed it without wavering. A minute later they disappeared with a bright flash of light and the institution's alarms went off.
In the corner of his room, a small shadow showed up and began to grow. It grew until it was the size of a small cat and then it began to lift off of the floor. It morphed and twisted until it took the shape of a tall British man. Of course, Will didn't know that the man was British because he didn't have Britain where he came from.
The man and Will stared at each other until the man eventually opened his mouth up to speak.
"Hello Will, my name is Crowley, and I have a very special offer for you." He proclaimed, bowing as he did so. "You see, I happen to be aware of your situation and I know for a fact that it will not get better any time soon. They'll keep testing you until you eventually die you see. This is the way it is with all their anomalies. They capture them and they test them until the anomaly drops dead of exaustion."
"How could you possibly know these things sir?" Asked Will suspiciously.
"Well as it happens Will, I can see the future. I can also offer you a way out that will cost you almost absolutely nothing."
"You say almost. That means that I will have to give you something of mine in return. What do you want?"
"Well Will, it's funny you should ask that. I think it means you're one of the smarter ones. Most people just ask where to sign. All you have to give me is a favor. In one month, I will come to you and ask you for a small favor, and you will have to perform it for me no matter what it may be, do you understand?"
"That's all? Sounds pretty good."
"Wonderful!" Proclaimed Crowley as he pulled a large piece of paper from behind his back in one hand and a pen in the other. "Just sign on the dotted line at the bottom.
He handed the paper to Will, and Will signed it without wavering. A minute later they disappeared with a bright flash of light and the institution's alarms went off.
Angel:
Casstielle walked invisibly through the halls of the Institution. He silently counted the numbers leading up to the ones that he was looking for. 2383, 2384, 2385, ah, 2386 at last.
Casstielle phased through the door to meet the young man formerly known as Mark Simeon, now know as Anomaly 2386. Slowly Casstielle appeared before Mark causing him to let out a small yelp of surprise.
"Oh my god, who are you and why are you here! Am I being tested again?" He yelled at Casstielle.
"No." Said Casstielle simply. "I am here to take you away along with four others. We must move quickly before they find us. Take my hand."
Mark shakily lifted his hand. As he appeared unable to move it further, Cassteille reached out his hand and grabbed it. Instantly they both turned invisible and left the cell to search for the next person that they were looking for.
Casstielle phased through the door to meet the young man formerly known as Mark Simeon, now know as Anomaly 2386. Slowly Casstielle appeared before Mark causing him to let out a small yelp of surprise.
"Oh my god, who are you and why are you here! Am I being tested again?" He yelled at Casstielle.
"No." Said Casstielle simply. "I am here to take you away along with four others. We must move quickly before they find us. Take my hand."
Mark shakily lifted his hand. As he appeared unable to move it further, Cassteille reached out his hand and grabbed it. Instantly they both turned invisible and left the cell to search for the next person that they were looking for.
I'm thinking that Thanatos can attempt an escape by himself
I'm starting to think that it's getting slightly tedious just giving out experiments and having them done. The only one enjoying himself with that seems to be Rymmie. So I'm going to finish this angels/demons plotline and then write out a bit which shall let there be an open house in the institution. You'll get to meet all the best SCPs!
I'm thinking that Thanatos can attempt an escape by himself
You didn't mention Adrian?
What I was thinking, they could be on either team, and maybe they meet and shit gets real?
Well, the difference between angels and demons is that angels are just like "You, you, you, you, and you get over here and help us kill Satan. We'll give you a cookie once it's done ok?" and demons are "Why hello there sir, would you like a promotion in your job? All it'll cost is your soul. Surely you don't need that, do you?"
Therefore, demons will take a bit to recruit an army whilst the angels will probably get the better bit of the bunch since they acted faster. But the demons will have the advantage of being able to give their team... upgrades as they've made a deal with them. Make sense?
Considering that one of your characters is the god of death that's the side he'll end up with eventually. However you are one of the few that won't loose their soul in the process.
I'd like the irony if Adrian is on demons and Felix is on angels
Plus the ensuing rivalry would be epic.