Mysterious Circumstances (pm to discuss joining)

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April awoke to find she was in a long chamber lined with triple-stacked rows of bunk beds, fifteen beds in this cold, metallic room, fourteen people besides herself, sleeping fitfully in a modern-looking room filled with fancy computers and shiny, weird cabinets with coded bottles. The room was monitored by what April recognized as Medical Robotic Persons (most nicknamed MeRPs by the media...) and she knew this from the news reports of new plans for upgraded technology on Earth' s next space mission of which details had been vaguely reported...something to do with a medical experiment using regular people as volunteers...April sat up and flagged down one of the robots asking, "Where am I?"

A series of beeps and chirps replied as the bot pulled a syringe arm from its body and reached for April's arm.

She yelped, "No, wait! I don't need a shot. Just tell me where I am and why I'm here!" She was quicker than the hovering robot and leapt from her bunk, running across the long hall of sleeping people, and into a control room which reminded her of a television series' spaceship bridge complete with unfamiliar starfield on the forward widescreen and out the side windows. April knew this sci fi stuff well. She'd watched tons of tv while in the hospital fighting cancer the whole past two years...

The robot from the room containing the bunks was following her out to the bridge where classic astronaut androids turned and regarded her with mild concern on their shiny, white faces, distracted from their various bridge duties. The MeRP followed her, stating loudly, "Come back into the Med Lab, April Foster, you are not yet completely finished with your treatment."

April jumped over a computer station and used a baffled android as a shield. "How was I even able to do that, run away from you? I haven't been able to get out of bed without help for almost a year! I closed my eyes after my mom and brother said their goodbyes....It was painful to even blink, painful to breathe! I was so tired of being sick, I was ready to die...Why aren't I dead?"

"Come back to your bed, April, and everything will be explained." Said the bot in a compellingly calm and soothing tone.

April sighed, apologized to the android she'd nearly taken as hostage, and cautiously followed the robot. She looked at each unconscious face she passed, all kinds of people in varying stages of healing from serious diseases and mortal injuries. Every one of them was breathing deeply and being infused with something purple in a tube attached to the under side of the bunks.

As April was tucked into her bed she felt a prickle at her thigh as her own purple fluid iv was reattached...Immediately woozy and relaxed, April listened to the brief explanation. She had died. On her deathbed the doctor had signed permission to give her body to Scientific Medical research. The Space Program determined her to be an ideal test subject for their newest Top Secret experiment. She, and everyone on board were technically dead and would spend their extended lives as test subjects. This was legal because it was being performed outside of Earth's jurisdiction, in a previously unexplored area of deep space.

April wanted to debate this. She wanted to fight. She wanted to find out what was being done to her and all these other unwitting test subjects...But, she couldn't stay awake long enough to do more than sob as the memories of her previous life ebbed further away with every pump of life giving purple fluid through her veins.

Ooc: April Foster is going to look like the woman in the signature.

 

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*bump*

 

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Ooc: looking for cowriters

 

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Austin woke up choking. The pain in his throat was excruciating. He rolled over and was startled as he fell onto the cold metallic floor. The fear was quickly blocked out by the pain of another coughing fit. Austin gagged in a mixture of disgust and agony as the wide gash in his throat opened spewing blood on the pale grey floor. How was he alive? He shouldn't be... But why? It was hard to think, as if his mind was in a thick fog. Another coughing fit stopped his train of thought as more blood spattered the floor. "I'm going to die again! I'm in hell!" His mind screamed. But then he felt a strong pair of arms lift him back into his bed. His vision was hazy but he saw a man backing away from his as a robot of some kind put an IV into his arm. "Where am I?" Austin wondered as he drifted back to sleep.

 

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"Kate MacHugh, formerly Sister Mary Simon, sit up please."

The voice sounded synthetic, robotic. A MeRP, perhaps. Kate wondered how anyone had known her silent decision not to stay with the church when she'd been living and travelling under a vow of silence these past ten months...She was being addressed by her civilian name, a name only family used...But, more importantly, she couldn't SEE! "Where am I? Why can't I see?" She asked in a tremulous whisper as she recalled the mugging, the pain of the knife slashes, the weakness and woozy feelings related to heavy blood loss...Speaking felt more necessary now considering...

"You are safe. We are healing you. You have been given new eyes cloned from the ones plucked from your orbits. They'll take another 48 to 51 hours to work as they should. Your nerves need to finish restoring."

"But, where is this place? Am I still in Marrakech?"

"You are on a craft forty-thousand hujits from Earth. Your body was donated to Science. You are revived dead. Officially, off this ship, you are dead."

This explanation was given along with several needle pricks, injecting Kate with something.

Kate moved to pull away from the MeRP' s grip but fell back into her bed, dizzy. In the distance, she heard other people arguing with other robots. How many others were there? She wondered, noting her temporarily blind eyes were still capable of spilling tears. She passed out shortly after.

 

[Othermoose]

OOC: I have two characters that I plan to post separately unless it would be easier for me to post then together.

 

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Ooc: I'm doing mine separately too unless it gets annoying, then I'll be sure to name who I'm writing for before their part.

 

[Othermoose]

David awoke to the sound of choking. It was loud and whoever was making the sound was clearly in agony. He looked around wondering wear he was, but when he saw the young man on the floor drenched in blood and choking his training kicked in. David had been a police officer for seven years in his home town of Chicago. He had received basic medical training for his job and he knew this kid needed his help. David rushed to the boys side and easily lifted his slender frame back onto the bed he'd fallen from. David looked behind him as a MeRP approached the boy and began to work on him, sewing the gaping wound on his neck shut and pumping his veins full of a purple liquid.

David watched as the MeRP finished its work and left the room. David moved over to the boys side to get a better look at him. The boy was tall and lanky with pale skin and long black hair. David noticed a band on the boys wrist that read:

Name: Greene, Austin
Age: 18

David shook his head and muttered "just a kid." David ran his fingers through his short brown hair and returned to his cot to try to piece together how he ended up here. David remembered a simple domestic dispute call. Just a couple fighting. But when he got there what he saw wasn't at all simple. On the front lawn crawling away from her house was a woman crying in pain. Behind her was a thick trail of blood leading to the front door. The last thing David remembered was a man holding a shot gun and a blinding flash.

David shook his head to rid himself of the painful memory. He lifted his shirt and looked down at his torso which was covered in fresh scars. "That motherfucker unloaded a shot gun on me!" David yelled in anger. After taking a moment to calm himself David whispered. "I'm sorry Molly." And sat down on his bed. He brought his large hand to his face to wipe away the tears that were starting to form. "Guess I'm dead." David thought. "So is this the afterlife?" "Thought I was supposed to get a mansion." David said with a bitter laugh. "I'll figure this out later." He muttered as he stretched out on his bed.

 

[Othermoose]

OOC: sorry I didn't see your new post until just now. I was writing David's POV so that why I didn't see it. He's awake so he can interact with the others

 

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Ooc: ok, then, you just go ahead and post further from him once he hears others arguing or whatever he sees or hears. No worries. We'll keep adapting as we go.

 

[Othermoose]

OOC: aren't both of your characters asleep right now though? David wouldn't want to wake up anyone who was in the middle of the healing process. Also what do the MeRPs look like?

 

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OOC: Describe MeRP' s however you wish. I never described them. I'll have fun going along. The bridge crew are white panelled, bipedal, androids. Oh, and April could be waking soon. She's healed. Just assume she's waking. Kate will awaken in my next post, perhaps reacting to hearing humans talking. She'll stay blind for a couple more days, though.

 

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Kate MacHugh, formerly Sister Mary Simon, born: Kathryn Amelia MacHugh

 

[Othermoose]

David tossed and turned, but he just couldn't find sleep. He stood up and looked around until he noticed a MeRP floating past him. He walked over to the hovering cylindrical robot and asked it "Where are we?" The machine's even synthetic voice replied. "You are on a ship traveling away from Earth. You, David Russle," the machine gave a slight pause as it assessed his records "were killed in the line of duty by an assailant with a shot gun. Your body was donated to this project to be reanimated."

David's mind swam with questions but before he could decide which question to ask his stomach rumbled with hunger. "Dying's busy work, is there and food on this bucket?" The MeRP indicated a door at the end of the room with its metallic arm. "Through that door is a kitchen, common room, male and female bathing area, dining room, and fifteen small individual rooms for the passengers onboard. You may choose any room you like. Each room has a bed, desk, chair, and a wardrobe that houses a wide variety of clothing." The MeRP turned to the door on the other end of the room. "That is the cockpit, and is off limits to all passengers. Due to recent events it has been locked. This area is the med bay."

David nodded and walked towards the crew's end of the ship. He opened the door to reveal a long hallway with seven doors on each side and one larger door at the end. David choose the first door on the left, opening it to reveal a small but comfortable looking room. It had slate grey carpeting and walls with a single overhead light along with the furnishings that the MeRP described. David went to the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of boxers, khaki pants, and a white button-shirt that all appeared to be his exact size. As he pulled the medical gown off of his stocky but muscular form he grimaced at the scars that covered his chest.

David quickly pulled the clothing on and sighed in relief. The clothing was a made from a comfortable material and fit perfectly. He found a pair of slip on shoes and pulled them on his feet smiling as he realized that they too fit him perfectly.

David left his room happy to be properly clothed and headed to the end of the large door at the end of the hall. It opened to a large common room filled with comfortable chairs, couches, and various forms of entertainment, which to David's surprise, included what looked like a stripper pole. "Well at least this will be a fun trip." David laughed as he looked around the room for the entrance to the kitchen. He noticed two doors on the opposite wall of the entrance. One had a picture of a man and one a woman. "The bathrooms" David thought as he headed to the door on his left.

David smiled happily as he entered a large kitchen filled to the brim with various kinds of foods. A droid on wheels rolled over to him, it's humanoid upper body stylized to look like a chefs coat and it's head showing a smiling cartoon face wearing a chef's hat. "What can I get you, sir?" The robot asked. "The biggest steak you can find me, cooked medium." David replied. "As you wish. Please wait in the dining area while I compete your order."

David walked across the common room to the dining area. The dining area had a long rectangular table with seven chairs on either side and one chair at the head of the table. Along the walls of the room were several clear refrigerators filled with hundreds if drink options. David grabbed himself a beer and sat down at the table to wait for his meal.

 

[Othermoose]

OOC: sorry again. I missed your post while I was writing mine. I don't really know who's post we should go with but in the future how about we go: April, David, Kate, Austin?

 

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Ooc: ok

IC:

Kate blinked but saw nothing but blackness and fuzzy shadowy dark grey. She heard a man's voice conversing with one of the MeRPs but by the time she'd croaked out a raspy, "Hello?" He seemed to be gone. Perhaps, he'd gone to check out the living area she'd heard him getting told about.

Her gut churned, a combination of post-traumatic nausea caused by the wearing off of adrenaline rush likely caused by the fight or flight response to her attack during her travels...Oh, right, and she recalled she was dead. Revived. Who knows how long they'd been here in space like this?

She wandered, rolling out of bed, moving along in the direction she'd heard the voices go, on hands and knees so she could blindly feel her way. Kate hated hospitals and robots intimidated her. She was following the voice she'd heard, hoping he was not a cruel asshole like the street gang who decided that making sport of torturing a nun to death instead of leaving her, frightened but alive after their robbery,would be great entertainment. With a shudder, she swallowed back bile and the memories...crawl, just feel along the edge of the wall and crawl...

 

[Othermoose]

OOC: Austin is going to be dead for a little while longer. I'll bring him in soon.

IC:

David decided to look around the ship some more while he waited for his food. "I wonder if I woke up early." David thought. He figured his police trading kept him in better shape than most people. David took a sip of his beer then stood up. He left his beer on the table as he entered the common room. He looked around in more detail at the various forms of entertainment. He saw several TV screens that he figured could display a wide variety of shows and movies. He also saw several gaming systems stacked neatly on a shelf. "No books." David thought to himself until he noticed a shelf that held several touch-screen tablets. "I bet those are for reading and Internet activities." David thought. He went over to the corner of the room and confirmed what he thought earlier. "Yup. That's defiantly a stripper pole."

David was about to return to the dining area when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned to see a beautiful woman with fiery red hair crawling along the floor. He couldn't help but notice that her medical gown had ridden up to reveal a shaply pale ass sprinkled with freckles, but sex was the last thing on his mind right now. This woman needed his help!

David rushed over to her calling out to her: "ma'am don't worry. I'll help you." David moved to her side and kneeled down next to her. "What's wrong ma'am? How can I help?"

 

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She knew she had entered the right room when she smelled meat cooking and right away a male voice was at her side but when he reached out to touch her, Kate couldn't help but flinch...No, no. He's trying to help you, Kate. That gang isn't here. That's over...She had to remind herself.

"I...can't, see." Kate whispered. Ten months of not talking had left her voice weakened and unaccustomed to use. "I'm blind. They said they cloned new eyes from my old ones...they were plucked out, I guess, post mortem, maybe, I recall a lot of the end but not losing my eyes...I guess it will take a couple of days before the nerves work properly. Until then, I'm blind." She explained, trying to sit with some semblance of dignity but the paper gown wasn't making it easy...Bare ass to cold floor, it had to be. She winced. "Are you revived as well?"

 

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"Yes. I was a cop in Chicago. I was killed by some asshole with a shot gun." David replied to the woman. She spoke with a very faint voice and he could detect a bit of an accent, but it was hard to place. He gently grabbed the woman's arm, and helped her to her feet. "Don't worry ma'am, I'll be your seeing eye dog until the nerves kick in." David smiled at her then realized that she couldn't see it, but he didn't care. It was nice to have a human being talk to, especially a beautiful redhead. "There are bedrooms all along this corridor with dressers in them. They seem to automatically know your size. I can go get you something to wear or I can lead you to a room. It's up to you. My name is David by the way. David Russle."

 

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"Sister Mary Si...um, err, I mean, I'm not...I'm Kate. I was a novitiate but in my final year of study I'd decided against taking final vows. Actually, you're the first person I've even told. My civilian name was Kathryn, Kate. Kate MacHugh, born and raised in Aberdeen, where my dad's kin have always lived as far back as written history records, though my mum hailed from Cork, Ireland. But, I digress...How will you find the room they chose for me? Er...I've been in bed long enough, not very interested in bedroom right now. I'd like to stay here for a bit. Would you mind terribly getting something warmer and more covering than a paper gown for me, please?"

 

[Othermoose]

"A nun? Do they even still have nuns?" David wondered to himself. He shook his head. It didn't matter what she was, she needed his help. "I don't think it matters which room you choose. I just walked into the first one I saw and it had the right clothing." David said. "Don't move I'll be right back with some clothing for you."

David quickly entered the nearest room, and opened the wardrobe. He was right about the clothing fitting whoever it was intended for. "I haven't picked out a bra and panties since Stacey..." David shook his head. "No need to dig up those memories, focus" he thought. He grabbed a sensible black bra that seemed like it would support her considerable bust and a pair of matching panties. He then grabbed a pair of loose blue jeans and a plain white t-shirt. He finally grabbed a green pull-over sweater. He put the clothing on a neat pile on the bed then debated on the footwear he'd get for her. "Can't go wrong with these." David thought as he grabbed a pair of pale beige slippers.

David quickly gathered the clothing and returned to the blind woman in the hall. "Ok ma'am, I got you some clothes." David paused paused awkwardly. "Do you need my help to get dressed?"

 

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Kate blushed, "Oh, dear me! I think I may!" She felt for the items in his hands. "Uh...wait...maybe I'll do the really personal stuff by feel. I'm holding these panties with the front facing you, right?" She asked, and he agreed. So, leaning on the wall, she managed to shimmy into those without showing more than her pale thighs, she got the panties on. She next fumbled with the bra but managed to get the, slightly too big, item on, beneath the gown. Now, she pulled the crinkly paper gown from her body and sighed, "Alright, David. Would you please help me with the rest?"

 

[Othermoose]

"Of course I will" David said trying not to sound eager. It had been a long time since he'd been around a woman in any state of undress, but he was a gentleman and didn't plan to take advantage. He helped the blind woman put her feet into the jeans then pulled them up over her shapely legs and hips, doing his best to avoid touching her naked legs. He figured she wouldn't want him messing with her zipper so he left the pants unbuttoned leaving the task for her to complete. Next he helped guide her arms then head through the t-shirt. She adjusted it so that it was properly situated while he gently pulled her long hair out of the shirt.

David smiled in embarrassment when he realized that her black bra could her seen through the white shirt. "Oops" he thought to himself "guess it won't matter with the sweater." David and Kate repeated the process of putting the sweater on her without incident. Once Kate's clothes were fully situated, David helped her step into the slippers.

David gently took Kate's hand. "Ok ma'am, I'm going to lead you to the dining area." David carefully lead the blind woman passed the obstacles in the common room and into the dining area. He helped her into the seat next to his. "Ok. We're in the dining area now. It seems like they have whatever food and drink you can imagine so you just tell me what you'd like and I'll grab it for you."

 

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He was being quite kind. Kate was relieved at that. She needed kindness as her nerves were still rattled as if she'd just been mugged and abused, not as if it had happened who knows how long ago. His kindness was a balm to an open wound. Kate let him lead her to the table and sat, stating, "I'd love a tall glass of ice water, actually, and...you think they'll have something like roasted chicken and vegetables?"

A robotic voice from across the room answered, "Affirmative, Kathryn MacHugh. Chicken and roasted vegetables, would you like yam with your potatoes?"

Kate grinned, sightless green eyes sparkling,"Yes, please." She then added to David, "Please, Ma'am sounds old. You may call me Kate."

 

[Othermoose]

"Ok. Kate it is." David said with a small chuckle. He found a small cabinet and grabbed an empty glass. He walked over to an ice dispenser and filled the cup with ice. He filled the rest of the cup with water and gently placed the glass in Kate's hand. "So miss Kate, do you mind telling me your story? You said you were a nun of some sort but not much else. We can chat while we wait for our food."