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.::.:A Sudden Sight:.::.

Wondering through a sorrowful lab. Tests everywhere. On poor creatures. You despise this place. Walking amongst the hallway, you find mysterious hallway leading to a dark door. You wonder, so you secretly walk up to it. When you reached to the door, it said, "Do Not Enter," in heavy bold lettering. You wanted to go on, since you are so curious. Inside, was cold and dark. You gulped heavily, swallowing the fear in you. You walk just a couple of steps up, then lights flash on the tiles you just stepped. You still don't know what is inside, but you still went. Lights turned on, revealing the way. You wonder, when the end will come. Then, the path reveals itself before you, you run to the end. Just then, a big light shows a huge cybunny....being tested, with these strange unusual markings....blood everywhere. You gasped, of the horrific site before your eyes. Metal needles inserted in its hands, a metal rod supporting the back, with red water dripping down the sides. A tear falls down your eyes. The cybunny wakes up. Slowly moving it's head.

.....hi...." said the cybunny...faintly. You replied with a nod. The poor thing slowly moves its hands, bracing the pain it feels. "I don't get visitors that often....since this place is forbidden..." said the poor thing. "My name is Kiratakanii...well that's what my creators said." replied Kiratakanii. You slowly walk up to Kiratakanii....seeing the severe cuts she has on her arms. She slightly smile, happy she had a visitor who dared to closely look at her.

.::.:This Experiment:.::

You want to know this thing you speak before you? Well I guess I can give you some information. I remember waking up, with pain on both of my hands. I smelled this liquid called blood, dripping down my arms. I was engraved with these marking on my arms. Then I noticed these strange characters on my ear...

EC63215

Then I had noticed again, I was floating in mid-air....blinded by this bright shine above me everyday...next, I'm held back with these strange metal attached to my back, feeling the severe pain that aches me every second. Then these sharp needle in my hands. My creators said to me that I was an "experiment, a project, an important creation." I thought I was a living being, but I have realized till that day, I have never been borned, never lived, never existed. Now I live here, in this dark cold room, with unanswered questions. Questions like, why was I made. Why do I live, and must suffer. Will something good happen to me. But now, I "live" as I am. A project. An experiment. A creation. With no sense of hope in life. No future. Nor past or present.

.:.::Likes|Dislikes::.:.

As you can see....I barely like anything.....for I hate my life, myself.....my soul....

.:.::Likes::.:.

Dana
Flowers
My Creators
Visitors
Sleeping
The light
being called a creation, experiment, project

.:.::Dislikes::.:.

Myself
My soul
blood
death
my life
questions of me why I'm living
pain
suffering
crying
being lonely
darkness
being cold
experiments
the "thing" inside me
being called "a living thing

.:.::Visitors::.:.

I get these visitors frequently, but I do cherish their time with me...

Dana
This is my most frequent visitor. She calls herself Dana. She brings me these little bright objects. She says they are called flowers, these little things of delight always makes me smile. Sometimes I wonder why water comes out of her eyes and slide down her face. She says she can't bare see my appearance, but she can't bare to see me get experimented on everyday. She said someday, she will get me out of here. But I have told her that I am nothing out there, in here, I actually feel "alive". She cried, and left. But she still comes here, with flowers, to make me smile. She is really important to me. Sometimes she talks alot about this boy named Gaara to me. It is very common of her, but hearing her just talk makes me feel more alive. Making me feel like I have more reasons to live...

((if you would like to be a visitor, which means her friend, just rp))

.:.::The Strange Markings::.:.

You want to know the markings on my skin? Well they aren't markings to start off. They were engraved on me. My creators carved them on my skin. I know the scent in this room is disgusting and the smell of fresh blood. I hate it too, but I can no longer smell it. These markings are supposed to keep something within my body. My life is just to keep something dangerous in me. So they "manufactured" me, right her, in this dreaded room, in which I call "home". I hate it, but I am supposed to live till my death, so I can take down the "thing" with me. Yes, they are sealing markings. I don't know what that "thing" is, but I have no intention in meeting it. Once it is release, it shall slowly eat my "soul". Like I ever had one..... Then take over this body in which I call it "mine". So, that means, I am nothing but a worthless body, with a worthless soul...

more later...

.:.::My Creator of This Thing::.:.

My creators.....I have never saw their face clearly, but I know that the boss of the group that comes and checks on me is called "Master." He tells me to call him that, and to give him respect... If I disrespect him, he sends me these waves of light towards my wounds and shocks me. It hurts me really bad, and I suffer the pain I recieve. He then slaps me and scolds me, giving a lecture to not do that anymore. But....I actually love him...for he actually takes care of me. I do not care what people say, but at least he gives me the attention I need. For somedays, Dana cannot visit me all the time. She hates my creator, and ends up yelling at him. I tell her to not worry, he is a good person. She never really agreed to me when I say positive things about him, but to me, he is...nice....call me whatever you want...but he is...

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