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Bloody Knuckles « Thread Started on Nov 6, 2009, 5:03pm »
This is a little short chapter on my new character, Desiree. I know I haven't finished her yet but I couldn't help but write this. So, this is just a little part and I will probably post more of her story because there is much more then this.
Bloody Knuckles
Desiree stared at the door of the Prison cell. The walls were gray metal with the glow of the fluorescent lights coating them with their glaze. It had been ten years and counting since Desiree has seen the sun. She has forgotten what the sun is. The warmth, the glow, the life and joy it brings, was all forgotten.
Desiree's eyes locked onto the door as her arms were tucked to her chest by a straight jacket. Her back was against the side of her hard, metal bed and her feet slammed against he door as she began to furiously kick it.
Desiree's face cringed as her feet pounded on the metal door, non-stop in anger and frustration. She started to cry as the soles of her ratty shoes started to wear off and scorch her skin. Her skin would start to burn against the metal, but she didn't care. She needed to get out of here to finish what she started.
She let out a frustrated scream and she started to fidget in her straight jacket. The fabric of the jacket irritated her pale skin and she absolutely hated it. She moved her shoulder snad kicked her feet into the bottom of the door as a small dent pushed through the metal to the other side.
Outside, a Krimzon guard, guarding Desiree's cell looked back over his shoulder and noticed the dent. He sighed. Desiree, she was known as Bloody Knuckles to the guards, was at it again. She did this everyday. "Hey!" The guard shouted to his friend, who was guarding the cell a few feet away. "Bloody Knuckles is at it again." he told his buddy.
"Just let her get tired. And if she starts denting it, tranq her." His friend shrugged. The guard nodded at his friends’ advice and cocked his tranq just in case Bloody Knuckles didn't stop. He hated this job, but he had no choice. He had to take it. As he sat there, he wondered about his sister, and what he would say about the prisoner he guarded.
Desiree was still kicking and fidgeting until she started to channel Blue Eco through her body and her motion started to quicken, until she reached her full ability and ripped her arms out of the front of the jacket. She jumped up on her scorched feet and started to punch the metal door, mercifully. Her blue eco was at its full speed as the Blue Eco started to buzz around her in electrical sparks. The door started to get more and more dents.
The guard sighed and slammed the door open as he angled his gun and shoot a tranq dart right into Desiree’s neck. Her vision started to blur and she slowly lifted her hand up and looked at her knuckles. They were covered with blood and bones were starting to poke through the skin. She collapsed against the bed and the Krimzon guard sighed and shook his head. He closed the door and locked it, knowing that tomorrow; she would do the exact same thing.
I will only do what I expect of myself not what is always expected of me.
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Re: Bloody Knuckles « Reply #3 on Nov 6, 2009, 5:57pm »
Lol I love the way you played Mick in the story because I know he would feel sorry for haveing to hurt her and stuff, it really adds to the drama of it all.
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Re: Bloody Knuckles « Reply #5 on Nov 8, 2009, 12:16pm »
OK, this is to add more to Desiree's story. Just a little bit more of what her life was like in the Prison Cell and how they experimented on her and everything. Comments and criticism are appreciated.
Bloody Knuckles: Part 2
The morning had arose on a rainy summer day. Desiree awoke from her slumber on a cold, hard bed that hurt her back. Desiree stretched out her legs and yawned. She then stretched out her arms. She opened her eyes. She could stretch her arms? She wasn't in a straight jacket! She quickly sat up in the bed and studied her arms. They were bare and clean of all wounds. Her knuckles weren't bloody and they were wrapped up in neat white bandages. She sighed. Maybe the Krimzon Guard was going to let her out. Maybe they were going to try and help he with her sanity. She couldn't believe that the jacket wasn't holding her. She was happy and then saw something that made her grin. A plate of food on the floor. It smelled horrible and the placement made it look even worse, but she hadn't eaten for days and she wasn't ready to pass up the ambrosia. She crouched down above the food and started to eat.
The Guard outside the door could see Bloody Knuckles eating the food, through the small window, that the Baron had told him to feed her. He felt bad. They were going to experiment on her. Like they did with most of their prisoners. Especially the insane ones. He fixed the position of his gun and shrugged off the thought. Then he stood at attention as the Baron started to march down the hall with Errol at his side.
Desiree finished the ration of food that was on the cold, metal plate and sat back up on the bed. She started to feel a little drowsy. Her vision became blurry and the colors blended in with the light. She started to feel weaker and she felt like she couldn't control her eco at all. She tried to stand up, but she fell hard on the floor. She groaned in pain as her ankle twisted as she came down. She reached for the door and knocked on it to the best of her strength, hoping to get the attention of the guard.
The Guard heard Desiree knock on the door. He turned around quickly and looked through the small window. She was hurt. He opened the door with the key and looked in. She was almost knocked out from the drug in the food and he thought that she twisted her ankle somehow. She looked up at him and gave him a look that asked for help. He wanted to help her, but the Baron was coming and he couldn't. He turned around and stood at attention once again to the Baron and Errol.
"Is Bloody Knuckles drugged?" The Baron asked. The Guard nodded. "Good, Errol get the girl." The Baron commanded in his deep, raspy voice. The Guard wanted to protest, saying that she was hurt, but he knew he couldn't.
Errol stepped inside the cell and picked the girl up. She was light from not eating and she was still awake. She was just highly drugged. The guard watched as the Baron and Errol walked off with Bloody Knuckles. He hung his head and started to walk the opposite way to his next shift.
Desiree moaned as she came of conscious as the scientists hooked her up to the experiment chair. She started to breath quick and frightened as she looked up at the Baron and Errol lingering over her. The bands were across her wrist and ankles, but she still tried to fidget out of them. She wiggled before Errol put another dose of the drug in her leg with a needle and she started to lose her strength again. The Baron said something that Desiree couldn't make out in her drugged mind and Blue Eco started to surge at her from above. She could feel it forcing its way through her veins and she close her eyes as her body jerked. Her eyes started to feel with tears and she quickly changed from innocent good girl, to psycho Bloody Knuckles.
She finally got one of her hands free and took the hand and grabbed Errol's neck with it. She pulled him close to her and tried to get him into the ray of pounding eco. Errol pulled away though, and searched for the drug needle in his pocket. He dug it into her arm finally and the last dose was the strongest. She fell out of couscous and fell asleep as the experiment was over and the Blue Eco finally absorb into her fainted body.
"She is very resistant, isn't she?" The Baron pondered as he stalked around the small platform. "Schedule another experiment for next week and get her back to her cell." Another Krimzon Guard rushed to the side and unhooked her from the locks on the chair. He slung her over her shoulder and marched back to the cell.
Desiree was thrown back onto her bed and the Krimzon Guard hit her with his gun just to get some stress out. As soon as he closed and locked the door, Desiree's eyes shot open. She got up from her bed and started to pound on the door like she usually does. She wanted bloody knuckles.
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Re: Bloody Knuckles « Reply #6 on Nov 9, 2009, 6:14pm »
Now this is more of Desiree's story. I wanted to show people how to fought for freedom so this is from when she was a little girl and the first time to tried to escape Prison.
Bloody Knuckles: Part 3
Desiree struggled against the guards with her weak muscles at the age of ten. She hated it in here and she wanted out. She tried to tell them, but they didn't listen. She clawed the doorway as the Guards kept trying to lock her in the cell they always put her in. She screamed, "Let me out! Help me!" To all the Guards that were in the hall, but of course, they didn't listen. They never listened to the crazy, insane, Bloody Knuckles.
Bloody Knuckle's daily Guard bit his lip as he watched her fingers pluck off the doorway one by one and she was locked in the cell. He knew that he would hear her pounding on the door for the rest of the day now, thanks to the Baron's Treatments of Eco Surges. The Guard had watched the Baron surge Blue Eco into the little girl and he felt nothing but pity for her. He knew she wanted freedom, but so did he.
Bloody Knuckles pounded against the wall with her arms, screaming, "Let me out!" She screamed as she cried. "I want to see my family! I want my dad!" She cried. "Where's my mom! I want to see my mom! Where are they!" She screamed once last time before someone kicked open her cell door and she jumped on the bed, frightened.
To Desiree's dismay, it was Errol. The KG army general and the Baron's right hand man. Desiree knew that if Errol was here, her day wasn't about to get any better then it had already been. Desiree's face went furious at Errol and she turned from Desiree to Bloody Knuckles. Errol smiled wickedly, "The Baron has another Treatment for you. You better come quietly and I won't hurt you." Of course, Bloody Knuckles didn't listen, she launched at Errol and was about to punch him, when he grabbed her arm with one hand and her neck with another and pinned her off the ground and against the wall. "You better be nicer or the eco will change from Blue to Dark in the treatments and I bet my whole salary your body will not be able to withstand the surge." He threatened.
Bloody Knuckles soon turned into scared Desiree again and she followed Errol out of the cell with her head hung. She walked in front of Errol with his hand gun pointed at the back of her head. He led her to the Treatment room where the Baron was pacing on the Experiment Platform. Desiree gulped as she eyed the doctors and scientists making sure the chair was working properly. Desiree was more then scared. Words could not describe the things she felt when she saw that chair. especially when she wasn't drugged.
The door on the other side of the room opened and Desiree got an idea. She didn't have time to think it over, she just went for it. She ran, and she could hear the loud shot of Errol's hand gun after she dodged the bullet. She ran through the door and the alarm for Run-Away Prisoner was automatically sounding in the Prison. Desiree pumped up her Blue Eco as she ran faster then the KG's bullets could hit her. One bullet grazed her leg and knocked her off her guard for a second, but that didn't stop her. She ran through most of the Prison. Limboing her way through the lasers in one of the rooms and she finally made it to one room with a Security Tank. It spotted her, but she ran out of the way as she saw the target on her. The target hit a ammo tank and made a big explosion. She laughed as she saw a door. She smiled as it opened and she recognized the Slums. She could smell and see freedom so very close to her reach. She was one inch away from freedom when someone's arm wrapped around her stomach and pulled her back.
It was Errol, who ruined Desiree's plan on escape. Desiree instantly turned into Bloody Knuckles at the sight of Errol's face and she struggled to get out of his arms, but a doctor injected a drug into her leg and she slowly stopped moving and fell asleep.
She awoke many hours later in the dreaded cell. "Back where I started." She whispered to herself as she laid on the bed. But instead of turning into Bloody Knuckles this time, she laid on the bed and cried herself to sleep.
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