#jupiter marshall

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"You fucking animal!! What did you do to him!?"

Zack picks up a small vile, tapping it once with his finger

"Why should I tell you when I could just show you?"

Jupiter's heart stutters in it's tracks

[autumnstar06]

And I'm sorry I don't wanna take off my clothes

And I'm sorry I won't let you get too close

And I'm sorry, I know I wasted your time

But at least I know

You were mine

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Jupiter Marshall.

SUBJECT#04.

Age when captured, 6 years old.

Main experimentor(s): [REDACTED].

‘What is your number?’

“My name is Jupiter!”

‘Incorrect. What is your number?’

“My name is Jupiter!”

‘Incorrect.’

ZAP

‘What is your number?’

“Jupiter.”

‘Incorrect.’

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[REDACTED] Storm.

SUBJECT#01. SUBJECT#0!CAUTION.

Age when captured, 6 years old.

Main experimentor(s): Zackery Rodgers.

‘What is your name?’

“I don’t remember…”

‘Incorrect. What is your name?’

“I don’t-“

“What’s your name pretty eagle?”

“…Caution?”

[autumnstar06]

Hello, this is a thing I wrote in class like 2 hours ago for my character

Caution was not destined to be.

Given the choice he would keep the name that was forced upon him, and wear it forever as a reminder of his past. Of what made him, him.

The burning cold floor will forever be etched into his bones, the same way that the deep cuts will forever be etched into his skin.

The blinding sound of ringing in his ears after a gunshot will forever make him tense up. Panic rising in his blood as he remains still, calm, despite the ways his pupils dilate.

The way he would draw himself into a corner, to make himself as small as he could get. To maybe have some mercy.

Blood dripping down his face, leg, arm, chest, wings.

The red coating him forever.

The same crimson in his eyes, his wings, his veins.

The ruby that drips down his arm as he buries his sharp canines into the flesh.

Sitting still and staring off into the distance, lost. For there was never a place he found that was home.

The smaller subject watching from afar, comforting him, loving him. Staying by his side.

He would never understand why, no matter how grateful he was.

Though he was unsure if he would look at him the same way again if he had knew what Caution had done. How much more red he had on him, washed away by water to appear clean.

But he would never be clean.

He had learnt that a long time ago.

That blood and pain and terror would forever be etched into his being, intertwined with his soul.

A beautiful horrible monster.

[autumnstar06]

Caution find a bush of berries and crushes one, shifting the berry and tasting it to make sure it's not poisonous and waking up Jupiter so they can eat the berries rather than more raw prey they have to catch

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My characters unintentionally being like 5 whumpee tropes at once The facility (21 characters) has multiple teen lab whumpees Caution and Steven are living weapon whumpees (both also had shock collars), the others fight as well but theyre not meant to be living weapons'

All of them are winged whumpees and i just call them non human because they dont look human (cause of experiments)

theres multiple whumpers (the experimenters) theres like no caregiver tropes tho but like, its crazy

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i feel like Jupiter lives by the motto "no ones coming to save you, get up."

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Random nonhuman shit the subjects have

Wings

Tail

Different coloured eyes

Their bones are funky now and they can walk and run like how dogs (and cats) can

Bonus they can curll up very very smol

Tiny horns (expect for Jupiter and Steven)

Sharp teeth (expect for Jupiter, Steven and Conner)

Different skin (idk how else to say that) (ecpet for Steven, Felipe and Red)