Unus pro omnibus, omnes pro uno. Hetalia AU roleplay group based on Sense8 and Kiznaiver. Currently accepting canon, nyotalia, 2P and original characters. New and interested/feeling overwhelmed/not sure how to begin? Visit /start and let us guide you.
We are pleased to accept Fan-He Wong as an agent into the Cluster Commission. Being 22 years old and being a specialist in computers and underwater mobility makes you a great asset to PIERCE. We hope that you are able to bond well with your Cluster and become the best agent you can be.
Thank you Leah for applying for Nyo APH Hong Kong, you have 48 hours to send us your blog!
Hey! Your characters page URL doesn't seem so be working so just thought I'd let you know, and also I have part one of the password but I can't find the other anywhere!! Pls help!
Hello! Yes, the chara page is a work in progress. Please visit /start, where all the pages are listed in the order that they are intended to be viewed! You will find the password parts there.Â
Ivan Braginsky. Xiao Mei Lin. Lai-Ying Wong. Alfred F. Jones. You are all called to assembled in the main lobby. Unlike the other initiations, this felt a bit more.. different. You all meet in the main lobby where the head mod, Francisco, awaits you all. He looks professional for once, the only unruly thing would be his hair, that’s it. With a raise of a hand, a group of well dressed men appear, all holding guns. “Follow me, will you?” And with that he takes the lead, the rest of you being forced to follow with guns aimed at your heads.
It’s Mod Francisco, of course nothing will be easy. You are guided to the to a large, very secure door, it’s mere presences intimidates you. Francisco attempts to open the door with a flick of his hand, only for the security check to reject him. Another flick, another rejection.Â
“Give me a moment,” he mutters angrily as he steps closer to the small screen next to the door and messes with it. A few minutes later and call to Isabella (who is still out god knows where with Ferdinand), he pushes Isabella’s emergency code and the door opens slowly. It would be hilarious if not for how obviously irritated Francisco look.
Mei and Leon knew what was coming after all.
Immediately the room is filled with multiple lab techs, with Francisco being the last one to enter and letting the doors close behind him.
Francisco opens up four pod-like chambers filled with lukewarm water, and punches a bit of information into the screens on the outside. While he does this, the four of you are asked to strip down to your undergarments and then have a small vile of blood taken from each of you. Once this has been accomplished, the people in lab coats lead each of you to a pod and begin hooking you up to what could only be compared to the monitoring cables one would see in a hospital.
You are each asked to lay on your back inside with pod with your faces above the water, and told to just breathe and meditate as best you can. Isolation can sometimes cause people to panic. Â
The doors to the pods are closed and you’re left in complete darkness, wading in the pool of water. The only sounds you are able to hear are the sounds of your own breath and heartbeat. You lay in the chamber for five, fifteen, thirty minutes until your heartbeat has slowed significantly. Then, without warning, a jolt of electricity comes through one of the wires connecting you, and you jerk from the shock. The pain lasts only for a moment and then the pod is opened and you are taken out, disconnected from the wires and then are given bathrobes to cover yourselves.
Without warning, Alfred is grabbed by Francisco in a frontlock and then slammed down to the ground. All of you either recoil or fall in pain from the suplex.
“You all share pain now. The pain will be split among you all, just like what happened right now.” A nurse quickly rushes to Alfred’s aid.
“This is Level I.” He tells the four of you, “In the levels that follow you will begin to share emotions, be able to communicate telepathically, share memories, and even take over each other bodies. The closer the four of you become, the quicker you will be able to access these abilities. But until then, pain is your bond.”
And with that he dismisses all of you, leaving the room first without bothering to check if you all were alright.
With that, the four of you are sent back to the living quarters, are given free reign for the rest of the day; your connection has now officially been initiated.
Sheng Guang, Lili Vogel-Zwingli, Christophe Janssens, and Ludwig Beilschmidt. A voice calls all four of your names over the intercom, and the four of you gather at a passageway near the living quarters, a team of lab techs guiding you to the awaiting facilitator standing in front of a large, very secure door, his straight expression telling you nothing of what lie ahead. Charles raises a hand casually to the screen awaiting beside the door, an ominous violet glow scanning the hand and a loud noise reverberating through the air as the door opens suspiciously silently.
Charles gestures all of you to enter the room before entering himself, closing the door behind him. He walks past all of you to four chambers, shaped oddly like a pod and full of what appears to be lukewarm water. Charles turns his head to ask all of you to undress to your undergarments with a soft, yet oddly intimidating tone.
The team of lab techs you noticed before begin to swarm all of you, taking a sample of blood before beginning to hook monitoring cables upon each of you. In the meanwhile, Charles is prepping each pod, his eyes half-hooded and the glowing light of the chambers shadowing his face in a villainous way. You cannot help but shudder.
Soon enough, the lab techs lead each of you to a separate pod, and Charles asks you to step into the water. Each of you begin to float on your backs, the water reaching uncomfortably up over your neck and just barely leaving your noses above the lukewarm surface. The pods close with one last warning from Charles to relax, for panicking in these pods could cause drowning.
You float for minutes. Hours. Years. Decades. Time floats away and images that are unfamiliar begin to flicker upon your eyelids. But your mind is blank, empty, you are numb.
And then, a shock. Pain for a brief moment.
The pods open slowly, each of you squinting from the sudden onslaught of outside light. Lab techs help each of you out of the pods and provide each one of you a towel and a robe. You stand awkwardly around one another, eyes averted to the ground as Charles approaches Christophe.
Then, with the speed that one could not expect from such a twink figure (Charles did it first, Francisco can shove it) Charles threw a quick left hook into Christophe’s side. Each one of you winced in pain, hands flying reflexively to your right side.Â
“With this, your connection has begun. All of you now share pain with one another, so be careful with what you do to yourself. This is only Level 1 of your future connection. You will soon share emotion, feeling, dreams, and what not.” Charles spoke lightly, shaking his left hand out with a sigh before rubbing the back of his neck. “You are lucky I did not use my right hand, you would all have passed out by now. Pain is your bond, for now, but soon enough you guys will know much too much about one another.”
He shoos all of you out of the room, opening the door for all of you and releasing you to have free reign for the rest of the day, but not without a warning:
“Seriously, do not do anything dumb that will put the others in harms way. You are now part of one another.”
And with that, your connection has now officially been initiated.
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