Pure-Whites part 3

the men moved around with little ease. in their hands, i could see a little needle containing our worst nightmare... it was the geostigma... whoever was in for it... well, they were in for it, big time. the first pure-white, a large man with a mustache and beard, walked around cages of fearful half-creatures. he was the one carrying the vile. often, he would pretend to be getting into a cage, just to scare the beast inside. then he would laugh and shut the cage, moving on.

it wasn't until he reached a large cage with a scaly dark green beast did he pick up the needle, an evil grin growing across his humanoid face. then, the thrusted the needle forward, stabbing the creature inside. the scales seemed to recoil and pull towards the needle. they moved like the scales of others, but they were bigger and stronger looking.

the scales twisted around the needle and bent, breaking the matel off and pulling it into themselves. a large paw, or even a tail maybe, lashed out and knocked the pure-white aside.

"hurry! shut the cage!"

the new pure-white bounded forward, slamming the cage shut and locking it.

Stigma

the stigma is a force to be reconned with. It's hard not to let the body fight off a horrible disease-like infestation like the stigma. It cuts down blood cells and eats away oxygen. the pure-whites give it to use, it's thick green/brown color oozing out of the needle, whenever they feel the need to really hurt us. it's an in-cage test to see if our bodies can work around it.

no one had survived...

geostigma

some of these are affected by the geostigama....The stigma... it's a symptom of alien matter infesting the body. When it tries to eliminate it, it overcompensates. Inside our bodies there's a current, like a Lifestream. That current is what fights off any malevolent intruders. i think the pure white some how manufactured it

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the man in white seemed to pass by without a thought about looking into a cage he passed. the second pure-white, however, seemed to want to see everything in this room. what was that human's deal?
a half-creature next to me picked himself up from the bottom of the cage. he had been here longer than i had, and had also been there when they brought the half-creature to my other side in as a young-one. he had been quiet, but once they gave him a shot, he went ballistic and couldn't stay still.
the older half-creature to my right leaned against the cage on my side and watched me for a moment before saying, "a new pure-white." this half-creature had dark brown skin and metallic green eyes. he had spikes protruding from his spine all the way down to his scaly gray tail. his ears were propped at the sides of his head and were pointed and long.
i watched the new pure-white advance to my cage. he watched Ballistic run from him, breathing so hard he looked inflated for good.
the new pure-white stood there, then watched his comrade leave. "what are these things?"
the other pure-white had one simple word; "mutants."

My Looks

my tail is longer an more durable.
my wings are black/red
my ears are black/red
my eyes are rainbow!

stuck in a cage, part 2

I glanced over at Delta and gave him a weak smile. "nice try." he nodded.
i knew that many creatures down there had nothing to loose and would welcome death with open arms, afraid to fight because then they would only want to die more. they had given up faster than i thought possible. most of us in here didn't even know what the 'outside' looked like!
our sad little world just kept getting sadder.
the pure-white's below were blabbing about paperwork and test subjects, one that had gone away a few days ago and had never returned. i had counted 28 just in the past 3 days. and i had counted 32 new ones in the same amount of time... one of the new ones was to my other side. she was really young, had one wing and half an arm. poor baby...

delta on the loose

as he pure whites approach m cage i sit and wait for them to open it before charging them.
"good now i am out of the cage" *grins at pure white* "want to run?"
but i do not get far as i turn two more pure whites come in and tranq me
"almost too easy" *passes out waking again back in cage* "dammit"

Eyes Are Watching You

Friends During White-Washing

the half-creature next to me was named Delta. he was part wolf, and a very handsome wolf at that. i got closer to the side openings in my cage. being in the corner meant a larger cage, and that's just what i needed to space my wings. Delta lent closer too. i could see the to pure-white's coming closer. who were they torturing this time...?

delta

delta62 is one dangerous wolf i will luanch at any attackers and provide support for my close friends the leader of the pack i will care for any injured members and will not give up on any one.
i will never leave any one behind never

The Cages:

Pure-White's

i wasn't far from the front of the cage, but i was way up high in a corner in the back of the large white room, so i could scan the whole area for any signs of life... or death...
usually, it was the second one.
feet clunked on the metallic floor below, and i could see to pure-white's tromping through the many cages, one moving ever so easily, and the other having to right himself every few steps. the first one's foot steps sounded a lot more sure, but the second sounded odd.
as the pure-white passed a small cage with a half-creature that kept speeding around his cage like an idiot, the other cages next to them seemed to go into a fretful slumber. when the pure-white's passed them by, only then did the half-creatures breath. they sighed in unison.
what was so scary about a pure-white walking passed. it was only scary if the came to a stop in front of your cage.

I'm calling-
Truquarie

stuck in a cage

My eyes slipped open. the sound of feet grew louder, coming closer. i pinned my ears back and slunk into the back of the cage.
crazy pure-white.
that's what we called them. pure-white's. they wore long white things hanging off of their arms and they looked nothing like a half-creature.
the half-creatures were us.
as the pure-white came closer, another pair of feet joined the race. the half-creature next to me was really young, one of the newest abominations. he ran back and forth in his cage.
do you WANT to get caught?!
the half-creature ran faster, almost tipping his cage off the table. i shrunk down, the pounding upon us like the needles they used to take our blood. foul beasts. if they knew our pain, they would have died; or probably would have loved to!

I'm calling-
Lycanius