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bakerstreet2018-09-27 11:48 am
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Some call it science, we call it chemistry.
![]() In this laboratory setting you've found yourself in - be it a shady, fly-by-night hackjob, a secret governmental facility, or a sleek, state-of-the art facility - there's no room for error. What's done is done for science: pure, perfect, uncorrupted by human foibles. Data is the only language spoken, reason the guiding light. And for all this progress to occur smoothly, everyone must know their proper role, from the specialists at work to the lowly crew...and, of course, any experiments involved. Some more bleeding hearts would feel sorry for the latter, but make no mistake, they're little more than lab rats. They are not to be pitied. Emotion shouldn't even be wasted on them. Especially not an emotion as messy and useless in and of itself as romantic love. Why, you wouldn't want to jeopardize the breakthrough of the ages on account of some fairy tale, would you? Besides, it would be the most unfulfilling of relationships, for you could never be with your beloved test subject. Unless. Unless you broke them out. Such an action would be highly illogical and, more importantly, met with severe punishment. Are they worth all that? How to Play - Your character is either some sort of test subject/creature/weapon/misunderstood and otherwise tortured prisoner of science OR an outside party (scientist, doctor, janitor, visitor, journalist, sky's the limit). They meet their opposite. They fall in love. Bad Shit happens. Nobody's happy. - Comment with your character, preferences, role, info, all the good stuff. - Reply to others. - Be tragic and miserable together. |


aoba seragaki | dmmd | m/m
Gaige | Borderlands 2 | OTA
Michael Corvin | Underworld | M/M
soldier blue | toward the terra | ota
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i like that latter idea, having to break through the fog of amnesia to find her again :>]
Dr. K | OC | OTA
Rich Goranski | Be More Chill | OTA
Elias Ainsworth // Ancient Magus Bride // OTA18+
Connor (Reverse AU) | Detroit: Become Human | OTA
Loki | mcu | ota
But, well, any preferance?
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actually, that depends on her canon point. There are two movies! At the end of the first one, THAT,
[Kida frowned, listening to the story of what's happened. The man from above - yes, he was one, even if he had not come in a boat, he was one, it was obvious - he had been barely conscious, and maybe that was the only reason the warriors managed to contain him. Still, he... from what she's heard, he seemed nothing like Milo. Completely different, and he's appeared in a strange way. Potentially destructive.
And so, he had to be contained, until they could learn whether his powers are a danger.
And whether he's a friend or foe. Shouldn't that be the main question? Aren't we making a mistake?]
[And so, the young Queen, so recently crowned, Kiyadacash Nedakh, comes to visit the prisoner. (No, not 'the exploding from outside reality creature', not in her opinion, she had to see with her own eyes first to make a judgment. Because he was a human, like Milo, was he not?]
Good morning, visitor from above. I am Queen Kiyadacash Nedakh. What is your name?
[Loki might also feel that her blue stone isn't just a trinket, but its power is rather very passive.]
ahh i forgot about the sequel hahaha. BUT THIS WORKS
Which makes wallowing in a cell simultaneously convenient-- perhaps he can just starve to death? --and horribly tedious. He's trapped alone with his thoughts, mind forever reevaluating not only the past week but his entire lie of a life. The arrival of who he must assume is his torturer is something of a relief. And then she speaks, and he can't help but be surprised.]
Queen? Dressed like that?
[He doesn't bother to keep the disbelief-- and distaste --off his face. His mother would never expose so much skin. Well, assuming she wasn't keeping anything else from him.]
And heh I rp Loki, too - well. Recently b is the first time I'm threading with another, I'm happy :D
Our clothings are different, as are our worlds. I don't mislike your clothes.
I only ask of you what any would ask - respectable behaviour.
What is your purpose in coming here?
oh neat! i just picked him up recently. i might've poked your loki with my darcy if you meme w/ him
He remains seated on the floor and folds his hands in his lap, sighing.]
I did not choose to come here. It was some sort of...magical anomaly. And if you'd like me to leave, I ask you simply point me to the exit.
Oh! Hi. Yes!!! /sings it's a small world after all
I won't keep you prisoner if you come in peace.
[Smiles] However, you must understand, we must explore that magical anomaly. For my peoples' sake. I'd gladly learn that no sudden disaster can come through it, but for now - I must admit my ignorance.
Please, lead me to the 'anomaly'. Afterwards, you're free to leave Atlantis or stay here as my guest. Your choice.
:D
What makes you think I know anything about it?
[His gaze lowers to her necklace. He can sense ambient energies around it, but he can't place their intentions. If she is capable of reading his mind, he has no idea.]
Darcy Lewis | Thor/MCU | OTA
hi, it's a me! I'm on the bus rn, but I'll tag, so, placeholderish here, because I love your Darcy!
aww ok o9
here we go, aka let's AU. As always I've got too many ideas, never know if good ones, so, I can
Well. At least SHIELD found him, not HYDRA, so he had some luck, right? XD
Also. Yes. He wakes up in a strange place and doesn't deign to open his eyes to see where he is, and whether the place is even safe for him.
Aka welcome to after no, Loki and that "fall" state of mind. /ooc]
[No, Loki.
He had let go. He had nothing more to lose.
Not that anything he's ever had was ever truly his, as it all had been a lie. A fake life.
No, not fake. Not quite, as all his memories were real, and everybody around was real. It was him who was a fake, without ever realising it.
Just an old forgotten trophy.]
[He's woken up three hours ago, and noticed immediately that he's not falling anymore. But he hasn't opened his eyes yet. What for, really.
There's air. There's scents, though, well, a mortal wouldn't smell a lot here, the place is very much sterilised. There are sounds, not very close, but not very far.
Loki's not falling through the void, he's somewhere, and that's enough knowledge for him for now. Obviously, he might as well open his eyes and see where he is, but what would be the point?
He hasn't opened his eyes, but he still has an impression that he might be in some kind of a prison cell, or something similar to one. Or a cage. Or both. Probably just a cell, though. Fitting. Probably not very interesting, so, again, no reason to see it.
He briefly considers slashing his own throat, then decides against such a waste of a good knife, and, soon, dozes off.
He doesn't know he's shaking a bit in his sleep, and sweating profusely. And digging his fingernails into the floor. Actually, after his fingernails dig into the floor, as hard as possible, he calms down considerably. He sleep-mutters something about 'not falling', and is definitely sleeping a bit more calmly, now.]
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And he had been, actually. Totally knocked out and just laying there as Jane waved instruments over him. Which is probably the ideal situation, given the fact that everyone's pretty sure he could kill the entire room in a matter of seconds if he was awake. But in between sessions, when Jane is busy crunching the data and running tests on the probably literally hundreds of knives they'd found tucked into his jacket, Darcy's job has mostly to sit just outside the cell and watch him.
And so she has been. And he's been awake. He's just...pretending he's not?
It's only been about a day since she realized he was awake. No alerts on the monitors or anything-- probably they aren't calibrated right for his alien brain wavelengths or whatever. But she could tell he'd woken up and just...laid there on the cot. There'd been a good couple hours where she'd literally sat on the edge of her seat, waiting to see what he might do, wondering if she should talk to him or call someone or...something. But she doesn't. And then, suddenly, she realizes he's fallen asleep. Not back into the coma, just...asleep.
This is the weirdest. She'd thought he'd be more threatening. Menacing. He'd literally tried to kill her! Well, mostly Thor, but still! And here he is just...resting. Sleeping because he can't be bothered to get up. Something about it is familiar, somehow, and although she knows Jane will want to speak to him or yell at him or wave devices over him, she...lets him sleep. For now.
It doesn't take long for the sleeping to cease being the solace it had appeared to be initially. At first he's just restless, but only seconds after his first vague movements on the bed he's jerking, crashing down onto the floor and clutching at it like he's afraid he'll fall off. She stands as he collides with the floor, worried he may have hurt himself despite all the reasons she should want to hurt him herself. When he visibly calms, she realizes he's waking up again and she can't let him go back into whatever darkness he just fell into.
She touches the button for the intercom. At least she can give him a chance to wake up before he has to deal with whatever Jane and the other scientists have in mind.]
Hey. Wake up. You were, um, having a nightmare. I guess.
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What greets him isn't the Abyss, the Void.
He breathes.
And then, an unfamiliar voice.]
I. I, I was. Having a- nightmare?
[As if. As if his mind could conjure up anything worse than the lie he's been fed, and then, the reality of the Void, of time and space.]
You're sadly grossly mistaken. Monsters don't.
[Have nightmares. They are nightmares, instead. Foolish Midgardian child.]
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It...looked like a nightmare from out here. Did you hurt yourself? You fell pretty hard.
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[Memory assaults him, too suddenly.]
[Looks around suddenly.]
Thor-
[Breathes out.]
Thor isn't here. No, he's back in Asgard, missing his Midgardian woman. Good, that's good, then he can't be thinking of me. Small mind, one thing at a time.
Good. When he comes for me. Tell him I died. Broke my neck in the fall.
Ah. No. Tell him I conveniently burned in the fall. So, funeral done, I moved on, happy ending.
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[She frowns as he continues, and it becomes clear he's only sort of paying attention to her. She wonders if he thinks she's just a part of a dream.]
Thor hasn't come back. We aren't sure why. And we don't know how to contact him.
[It's not her business. She should really get Jane in here. But.]
Why do you want him to think you're dead? I mean I know you guys were hardcore fighting and all, but. I mean, wouldn't you rather go back home than be here?
[Sure, he'd probably go to the dungeons or whatever Asgard's equivalent of jail is, but at least there he wouldn't be part of some weird science experiment...]
Next up: single focus, to save himself from self-reflection, yay! ;)
He couldn't even die and find peace! Midgard wasn't peace.]
[The woman, well, barely more woman than something primitive, but, female anyway, asks a question and Loki focuses. Maybe it's some kind of defence, maybe it's pathetic, but still, this tunnel vision for a moment, it's not the bliss of Valhalla or whatever might be in Hel, but, but, but it's not the void, he'll take it.
Why not focus on question at hand? Loki looks at Darcy, if she's in sight, really looks, gaze intense and wild and hurt.]
Thor can't come here ever again, because he's destroyed the Bridge, as I was using it. He thought ill of my plans of using the Bifrost. Because he is suddenly very, very noble, so noble we may gag, on his overflowing nobility, if met again.
My plans... mayhaps a childish fancy. It was already too late. What was I thinking? Buying love?
Ah. Yes. I was set on... buying love, or---buying respect and... equality---
That may be---- a flaw in reason.
No. No. I. No, still-
I let go I had let go I had let go.
Fate- disagreed?
I guess the... I guess Urd, Wernandi, and Skuld...like me not. No wonder.
But. You're saying you're also unhappy? Good.
Loki shrugs. Smiles feebly. No, tries to smile, but accidentally that turns out sinister, a little. Cringes at the poorest joke even as he utters it.]
Next question, teacher?
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Wow, yep. This is a crazy person. Not that she's judging, she just. Isn't equipped. How do you talk to somebody who's this disconnected from the present moment?]
S-so. Um. The Bridge is broken. Could it be fixed? Maybe, I mean, you do magic. Maybe you and Jane could figure out a way to fix it.
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No. She won't find a way.
He'll never see her again. And so, at least, he'll have one good reason to mourn... even when he learns he hasn't lost a brother. That no brother of his tried to murder himself, ineffectually at that...
You cannot lose what you never had. At least he shall lose his short vacation crush. Good for him!
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But he is talking to her.
Leaving the intercom open, she sits down cross-legged on the floor, staring into the cell. He never stood up, and she figures he'll be more open to talking to her if she's not looking down on him.]
There's a lot that happened that we don't know about here. All we know is you sent some robot-thing to try and kill Thor, and hurt people. And then Thor got his power back and left. Thor was a good dude, but like. I don't know what your plans were. Maybe you were...I don't know. Maybe you had reasons for what you did that weren't totally awful.
[She sighs, rubs a hand over her face. This is crazy. He's crazy, and she's not qualified for any of this.]
Look, I'm just a student. I don't...know anything. I'm not important. But if you want to talk to somebody about all this shit, I'll listen, and maybe it's not all as bad as it sounds in your head when you say it out loud.
[Because, at the very least, she's pretty sure he's saying he tried to kill himself in relation to all this, and that's something she can understand, even if she's not truly qualified to deal with it.]
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If you had problems, and a talking goat offered to listen, would you share your pitiful sob stories with her?
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I've met some very wise goats.
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[Chuckles.]
Fine! I like you!
Haaaa.... this is the lowest of lows.... talking to a goat... Hah!
So. Ask questions [nervous giggle], I might even be a benevolent enough Prince to you that I shall answer them [chuckles] maybe honestly! Where woulds thou begin, with my pathetic life story?
Simon (PL600) | Detroit: Become Human
Loki Odinson | MCU | OTA
Mitsunari Ishida | Sengoku Basara | OTA
Kyoko Sakura | Madoka Magica | f/f
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“Good morning. Morning check up. Mind if I come in?” Most scientists would have went into her cell. May was willing to wait, to talk to them.
Kidagakash Nedakh | Atlantis | F/M
Peter Parker | Marvel's Spider-Man