Lab Rats [Closed]

Participants : Relative Degree, Sea Bunny, The Red Blur, Shrike Marine & Dogy9978


Posting order : Same as above.


Status : Ongoing

It's a common misconception to assume that when all doors and windows are closed and the day is over, there is no safer place than one's own bed and in the lucky 99%, that is true.

Unfortunately, you are that unlucky 1%.

Somehow, you wake up only to find yourself in a small, grey room with a single door. No bed, no sink, not even a window. Just an ambient ceiling light doing a rather lousy job of keeping the room illuminated.

"Hello and welcome to the Genii Subsystems Involuntary Testing iniciative!" A synthetic voice greets you out of seemingly nowhere.

((For the record, everyone (with the exception of Shrike Marine, whose characters will arrive later) starts in the a separate, yet completely identical room to the one described.))

**A young arctic fox girl would attempt to grip the ground as if it were still a bed in her sleep; and upon feeling the floor beneath her being not o her silky, comfortable bed would turn and bolt upright, holding her upper body up with her hands.

She looked around at this room, the voice emitting from nowhere and causing her left ear to flick repeatedly. Looking down at her own body, she was expecting some sort of collar or handcuffs, or even for her black outfit to have been removed from her starlight body.

After a few moments of panicking, pondering, and debating whether to enter the door in the room or not; she would stand in front of it, her large, fluffy tail wrapping around her body in a protective manner as she'd cross her arms and tap her right foot impatiently, whilst leaning slightly left.

After some more time of debating what would be behind the door, Luna would try the door, to see if it was locked; to try and see past the door, at what dangers it would hold.**

In the corner of one of the empty rooms rested a young sea bunny. She lay on the floor with her shoulders and head leaning, propped up against the wall. Her head resting against her shoulder. She slowly regained consciousness as the voice welcomed her, only to be greeted with a pounding headache. A light groan escaped her lips as she placed her hand against her head and looked up at the dim light on the ceiling. Once she had collected her thoughts, she soon came to realize that she was in an unfamiliar setting, unknowing of how she wound up there.

She pushed herself up to her feet, and took a look around. Nothing, there was nothing in there, but her. Not knowing where she was or how she got there was unnerving to her, but she took a deep breath and remained calm. "H...hello?!" She called out, not sure if she really wanted a response or not. Her voice bounced off the walls and echoed through the empty room. It didn't seem like her calls were going to reach outside the room itself.

She soon came to the realization that her weapon was missing. Did the people who brought her here take it? She didn't like the thought of others messing with her things. If she had it, she probably could have blasted the door open, if it was locked, but now that was out of the question.

The light hanging overhead flickered, and not too long after, went out completely. What luck. Its not like it was providing much light to begin with, but a little was better than none. She grumbled to herself as she aimlessly tried to find her way over to the door. Perhaps it wasn't locked. There was a loud bang as she collided with it. She groaned and rubbed her head with one hand using the other to try and find the handle. There. She attempted to open the door, hoping she'd be able to get out.

In the middle of one of these grey rooms, was one hedgehog. Oddly fully dressed in crimson boots, black gloves, and a long navy blue coat. He had slept like this simply on accident, after collapsing onto his bed after a late night on set of yet another small film that probably wouldn't put his name in big flashing lights. This was fortunate, considering his situation, as being stuck in a place like that in pyjamas would not have been ideal.

He awoke, still in a fetal position on the ground. He rolled over, and sat up, scratching the back of his head "ugh. Did I fall asleep? What time is it?" He asked himself, reaching beside him for a non-existent clock. At this point, the hedgehog realised that he was not in a warm apartment, but rather a cold, damp, and dank room with a single lightbulb throwing a meagre light into the room.

He stood up in an instant, taking in what little of surroundings he could make it, his breathing getting quick, and shallow. To make matters worse, an unsettling synthetic voice welcomed the hedgehog, causing him to turn towards the presumed source of the sound and reach for his sides. "Swords... Swords... No!" He muttered to himself, realising his weapons of choice were nowhere to be found.

Soon, he stood still, slowing his breathing. "It's just as Rai told you. Always stay calm in a bad situation. You just need to find your way out." He said, before spying a door amongst the drab grey of the concrete walls. "If this is a test facility, I'd presume they want me to go through here..." He said, reaching for the door handle, presuming it to be unlocked.

Like lady bad luck would have it, the door was locked and barely seemed to move when either of them tried to open it.

The voice that greeted them earlier decided to give them a hint, but not before letting it sink in that they're trapped inside a steel box. 

"Throughout your testing experience, you may come across insurmountable obstacles, such as this door. We at Genii Subsystems do not recommend panic or any other rash behavior.

Instead, we ask you to remain calm and use common sense. Every door must have a key.

Find it."

Trying the door repeatedly, the fox would figure it was her own bad luck that caused for the door to be locked, and so she would sit down

Of course, soon after, the voice would hint her as to there being a key, and so she'd stand up, taking a quick survey of her metal box, the light barely giving her any sight from which to find the key.

Of course she would look around the room, looking at each wall and even to the ceiling carefully. She needed that key if she was going to escape, and even tried using her tail to feel around for it.

Of course, she hadn't lost her rabbit's foot... Just yet. So perhaps her luck would assist her? Who knows.

She was surprisingly calm about this situation, although a small panic would creep into her system as she kept looking.

The young sea slug took a step back from the door upon hearing the disembodied voice once more. As she was given the hint, she thought for a moment, trying to remember the room when it had light. There was nothing that stood out. Nothing was there, but her and the light... The light. That might be it! Having a key stored inside could've caused some trouble and been the cause for the poor lighting... or it might've just been poor lighting.

How would she get to it? She was unsure if it was within reach, so she blindly jumped around in the dark, trying to grab the bulb hanging from the ceiling. There. The tips of her fingers brushed against the bulb's smooth, glass surface. She tried, and tried again, but she was unable to jump high enough to get it. 

She took a deep breath, and thought. She was directly under the bulb. If she ran perpendicular to the wall from the light, pushed herself up high enough, and off the wall, straight towards the bulb, she might be able to get to it.

She walked over to the wall to try and figure out the angle to run at. Once she correctly positioned herself, she walked backwards, and guessed the approximate distance from the wall to the light. She jumped, and felt nothing, so she took a few more steps back and tried again. She continued to do so, until she was able to feel the glass. Eventually, she was able to find it. Now she knew she was right where she needed to be, directly under the bulb, facing straight at the wall. She got herself into a running position and held her breath. A few moments later, she launched herself forward, sprinting towards the wall, but since she was unable to remember the distance between the light and the wall, she crashed right into it. The sudden collision caused her to stumble backwards. She rubbed her face, and was thankful that no one had seen that blunder. What an embarressment that would've been.

This time, she counted her steps from the wall to the light. She preformed the same actions as before. Now that she could properly judge the distance, she was able to push herself up the wall. She took a few steps up, and pushed herself off it, towards the light, and... she missed it, completely. She slammed into the floor and tumbled towards the wall on the other side of the room. Time to get up and try again. 

She was much more lucky the third time, having grasped the bulb, and pulled it from the ceiling. The cord that held it up snapped, and landed much more gracefully this time around. After getting what she was looking for, she shook the bulb, hoping that the key was in there, trying to get it out, or at least hear a clanking sound that let her know it was in there.

As the hedgehog tried to turn the door handle, it refused to budge. He proceeded to try and shove the door open with his shoulder several times, but to no success, either. Taking a few steps back, the hedgehog leaned backwards, lifting his leg up to deliver a swift kick to the door. Still nothing. One thing was certain, he was glad he at least had the boots he was wearing, otherwise that may have been more painful than it was, considering the door was made out of what was presumed to be steel.

The same synthetic voice came back, giving a 'clue' to this puzzle. Caen scoffed in response. "What? You don't suggest me to panic? By locking me in a steel box? The hell do you even want to test me for, anyway?" He asked, not quite realising his questions may not be answered.

He looked around the room, spotting the light bulb hanging from the ceiling. "By process of elimination, that light seems to be the only place the key could be. That is, unless there is something on the wall, but... It doesn't appear to be that way." The hedgehog muttered to himself, analysing the situation.

He stepped back, summoning a flame in his hand "well, there's only one thing for it," he said, pulling his coat around him to shield himself from any shards of glass. "heat dart!" He shouted, causing a single shot of fire to emerge from his hand at a blinding speed, easily taking out the light bulb, with a satisfying smash. Caen stood there for a few moments, hoping to hear the clink of a key hitting the ground.

The fox did not find the key, but did find an oddity on one part of the wall. For one reason or another, it felt differently than the rest of them and smelled of paint.

The sea slug only ended up with a warm lightbulb in her hands, with no key inside. Although, id she were to look around the room again, she would notice one part of the wall – the one she ran at – now having visible cracks in it.

The hedgehog was showered by the debris from the destroyed lightbulb, but it produced no key.

Both him and the sea slug were also berated by the synthesized voice. "Genii Subsystems believes destroying parts of the testing enviroment may result in an unsatisfactory testing experience. Please, do not destroy parts of said enviroment."

The fox would stop upon taking in a whiff of the wall's scent, looking around to see that she had surveyed the whole room only to find this; and by that logic, the key must be in there?

She would quickly look over her shoulder for a pole she had usually carried around, only to see that it was gone; so she would have to actually get her hands (or in this case feet) dirty.

Hearing the voice as she prepared to kick in the wall, she responded in a moderately sassy tone; despite knowing the voice wouldn't respond.

"Yeah, no. Fuck that."


She'd quickly jump to kick it in if she had to, although if it was closer to the ground she'd simply kick it with her heels.

Either way, she was going to get her foot stuck because bad luck, to which she would curse and yell from the fact that she's kinda of stuck on one leg for the time being.

Hopefully she didn't knock the key somewhere into an abyss or something; which would be viable considering her luck has turned. 

She's try to see past her fishnet leggings and through the wall, if perhaps she kicked it open enough? Either way, she was going to be stuck trying to fish her foot carefully through.

Nothing, no sound emitted from the lightbulb when she shook it. Nothing that sounded like it could be a key, at least. She tightened her grip on the light, frustrated that all her effort had gone to waste; however, she quickly relaxed and let out a sigh. She allowed the bulb roll out of her hand and onto the ground. Soon after doing so the voice instructed her to not further damage the environment. An annoyed expression crossed her face and she stuck her tongue out in response to the comment.

Now what? She blindly navigated over to one of the walls and leaned her back against it before sliding herself down to the floor, but as she did so, she noticed something strange. There was a change in the wall's texture at a certain point. It wasn't as smooth. There was a fracture. She turned around and brushed her hand against the wall. There. She could feel the crack. She began to wonder if this was the same wall she kicked. Indeed, it was. Something was behind the wall, and she was going to get to it.

She took a step back and a deep breath before quickly twisting her body around and sending a swift roundhouse kick straight to the wall. The thinner layer of concrete crumbled around her foot. She pulled it out of the wall, and felt around inside of the opening. There. She felt the metallic structure of the key amongst the rubble. She pulled it out of the wall and kept a tight grip on it, making sure to not drop it and lose it in the dark. 

After a short time of wandering around, she once again found the door. She placed the key in the keyhole, and attempted to open the door once again.

The hedgehog waited, completely still. Nothing. Everything remained silent once the last shard of glass had hit the ground. He stood straight, again, holding out his palm and summoning a flame. He held it around, trying his best to illuminate the floor. "Shit. There goes my idea," he muttered, noticing nothing on the floor, other than the shards of glass under the golden orange glow.

The same synthetic voice echoed through the chamber, berating the young hedgehog for destroying the light source. He scoffed in response "oh, yeah, and I totally care about my testing experience, don't I?" He said, his tone growing angrier. "Do you even know who I am?!" He asked, pacing around the room. "Because if you do, you better let me out, or you'll be sorry!" He shouted, uncharacteristically. He walked to one of the walls, facing the same direction as the sea bunny that he did not know of did, and punched the wall weakly "Let. Me. Out!" He spoke, hitting the wall with each word.

He stepped back, still breathing heavily from the exertion. He brought his leg upwards, delivering a kick to the wall, this one much harder than the one he delivered to the door, earlier. He did this in the dire hope that at least one of the walls would be weak enough for him to break through.

The wall caved in on the fox as she kicked it in, but it was just plaster and a soft one at that, so no harm was done. Behind the now-gone wall was a dark hallway, with a key at the very end, hanging on a piece of string, illuminated in a golden light.

A narrow slit ran across the walls on right and left side, with the floor being broken into cubes every few steps.

Whatever the sea bunny pulled out of the plaster was not a key, but rather, a children's toy that vaguely resembled one. But like the fox, even she now had the dark hallway revealed.

The hedgehog's kick destroyed the part of the wall that was plastered, revealing the very same hallway that was present in the sea bunny's and the fox's respective rooms.

In addition to that, the synthetic voice berated him again. "Please, remain calm. Subjects under stress skew test results and may require for us to dispense morphine and chocolate, both of which are in short supply."

The fox would survey the room, and would note the slits in the walls, as well as the key at the end of the room.

In her desperation to leave; she would rush the key with a careful eye on the walls; waiting for them to do something that might cure her well-being, which isn't exactly good.

Of course, she would accidentally trip on her damn heels; thanks to her sour luck right now, landing on her face with a yell of surprise and groan of pain before she could get up.

Dammit gravity.

The rabbit-looking girl twisted the key in the lock, but when she had done so, the key snapped. The part that had broken off inside the keyhole fell out, onto the floor. She would begin to panic; however, she took note of the more clunkier sound it made compared to the usual metal cling such an object would make on a hard surface. Something wasn't right. Was this key a fake?

She turned around, and saw the faint golden glow from the light emitting far within the wall. When she had destroyed it, she must have been too anxious to notice it before, wanting to get a move on as she thought she had found the ticket to her way out. Alas, what she had obtained was nothing more than a toy. Now, being gifted with the power of sight, thanks to the light surrounding the key at the end of the hall, she was able to vaguely see that the piece of the key she held in her hand was indeed a fake. She tossed it onto the ground, not wanting anything more to do with it.

She approached the opening, looking down the hall. There. A key was just at the other end, hopefully the real one. She wanted to run straight for it, but once she took that first step, she hesitated. She finally noticed the hall's odd structure. There were cracks and cubes throughout it. This made her wary, so instead, she proceeded with caution. She soon felt that there was something off. The key seemed to be too easy to get to, just hanging over there at the end of the hall. She learned that whoever was behind this wouldn't let her escape so easily. Her guard was up. She was bracing herself for something to happen.

The hedgehog's foot went through the wall, surprising him a little, but otherwise, making him smile. The smile dropped, though, when he realised just how easy it was to destroy. Did they want him to lose it and break the wall? He pulled his leg back, snapping off a bit extra of the plaster, so he could look through. Before he did, though, the synthetic voice berated him for his anger, causing him to glare behind himself (even if the noise didn't appear to be coming from there). "Oh, yeah? Consider me stressed. You can't exactly tell me what you want, considering you kidnapped me from my home!" He said, practically shouting the last four words.

He turned his gaze back towards the hole he just made, and saw a golden glitter just down one darkened hallway. "What an obvious trap," he muttered, using his knee to destroy more of the wall, so he can make his way through. He sighed "well, it's either take the key and survive the trap, or die of starvation or dehydration."

He walked through the hallway slowly, trying his best to take note of his surroundings, even if the meagre flame in his hand didn't do much to help the flickering light that filled this hallway. He soon made it to the key, and reached out for it. He stopped. "Oh, I see," he said, "you want me to pull on this string and activate whatever trap you want me to see. Well," he put out the flame in his hand, before reaching for the key with both hands. One of them he lay on the string, just above the key, the other on the actual key. He used a small amount of flame from his fingertips to burn through the string, meaning he did not have to pull it.

Circular blades similiar to those of a circular saw emerged from one side of the wall and went back and forth to the other for a few brief moments.

Had the fox been standing just a few inches higher, they'd make mincemeat out of her.

The sea bunny's first treps didn't trigger the trap, but her third one did.

Starting near the exit to the room, saws started coming out of the walls, being at waist level.

The string burned and the key fell down to the floor with a clang.

A heavy mechanism started moving and what remained of the string was retracted back into the ceiling. The walls opened to reveal a myriad of small holes on both the left and the right side of the hallway.

((So, uhm. I'm gonna be gone for a few days, can we just say that the floor was hard enough to K.O Luna until I get back?))

((yeah, sure))

What is this?))

((a closed rp. One of which you are, unfortunately, not a part of.))

Dang.... ;-)

(Maybe you can discuss ways on how to add yourself to the RP on the plotting page, if you're really interested, and RD allows it, Dogy. https://sonicrpnation.forumotion.com/t4346p25-another-crazy-rp-idea )

The sea slug heard the sound of some metal object emerging from the wall. She turned around after hearing razor-like noises as if a blade was rotating and moving at a relatively high speed, and there was. After seeing the blade coming at her from just a few feet away, she took off. It didn't have much of an issue staying close behind her, but when she turned to look at what was ahead of her, she saw another razor-sharp blade coming towards her on the opposite wall at the other side of the hallway.

The distance between the two became smaller and smaller. She'd have to do something. She ran up as close as she could to the saw coming towards her from up ahead, and sprang into the air. The two blades crossed right over one another and passed by beneath her while she was still in the air. Once she landed, she ran for the key, but it wasn't over yet. Once the two blades had reached the ends of the hallway, they changed directions and started coming towards her once again.

She preformed an action similar to before as she allowed the blades to get as close to her as they could without tearing her to shreds before falling back onto her knees, and sliding beneath them. It was a close call as one of them had sliced off part of her bangs. She quickly got up, and leaped over to the key once she was close enough.

Thinking she was safe, she took a moment to catch her breath and calm herself before grabbing the key from the string. She didn't think twice about the action, for the sudden event that had just taken place drove her mind to be more concerned about herself instead of being more cautious about her surroundings and wary of traps.

In a moment of clumsiness, the key slipped out of the hedgehog's grasp, and landed on the floor, with a light metallic clang. He shook his head, before kneeling down to pick up the key. He spun it around in his fingers. It seemed to be a real key. Had this trap been that easy to avoid?

Suddenly, a sound, much like that of a fishing rod reeling in echoed throughout the chamber, as the remaining string flew upwards. One by one, holes began to appear in the walls of the hallway. Caen stood up, making a very quick assumption as to what these holes were for. "Shit!" He shouted, before running as fast as he could down the hallway. If his assumption was correct, at any given moment, he could be impaled by who knows how many spikes.

After a while, Pluto jolted up and got into a stance. "YURK NI SEVRALIO JI!!!!" Pluto yelled. She then heard the voice come into the room. She looked around the empty space and sighed. "Of course...English... one of the most primitive languages ever. I'm in that part of the universe." She said in an annoyed voice "What dumb planet am I on now?" She mumbled as she was trying to analyze the planet's gravity. 
 
After a few moments, she knew exactly what planet she was on. " At least I'm not in an enemy territory..." Pluto looked at the ceiling. "You wouldn't perhaps help me get out of here random voice that is here?"