Update
Fail was still in a foul mood. Not only was she uncomfortable, but this red room reminded her she had no sanitary towels with her. Of all her bad days recently, this one was up right up there, only over shadowed by a few days ago when her client had beaten the shit out of her. And for what? For walking into a room when he was on the phone? She didn't care that he was some rich guy, she wasn't going back to him. Always talking about his "big govt job", what a load of nonsense. She hoped that the "first test" she had overheard him talking about was an epic fail, whatever the fuck it was.
Fail decided to move onwards and upwards, up being the direction she believed she was going. She opened the hatch, and oh isn't that just great.
Another fucking red room.
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Ghetto Anthony didn't like this Marines dude, Stainy or whatever his name was. He was used to working on his own, and he certainly didn't like being told what to do...especially from some little white nancy boy cracka.
"We just moved up, we should keep on moving up. Hell we find a rec room or somethin'" he suggested.
"Look," replied Stainless, "I'm the one with the training, I'm the one with real combat experience, so I'm going to decide where we go."
"I aint neva taken orders from a white boy before son, an' I sure as fuck aint gonna start now." GA shouted back angrily.
"Aint never is a double negative," said Stainless.
"You're face is a double negative you don't hear me complainin' now do ya!?"
"Look, lets just check the rooms around us. You check the room to the left, I'll look at the room to the right" Stainless suggested.
Ghetto Anthony grunted a reply and shuffled over to the left.
"It's another fuckin' red room white boAHHHHHH!"
Ghetto Anthony was cut off mid sentance from a firm blow to the back of his head, and he blacked out.
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Stainless jumped back ready to strike again with another elbow, but it wasn't needed. The bum had KO'd. Stainless was in no mood to have this jackass holding him back. He quickly turned on his heels and ran to the right, opened the hatch, and leapt into the white room.
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Spartanlax was still recovering from the shock of nearly entering the booby trapped room. He decided that he had to keep moving, but with great care. He decided to move down, but not without testing the room first. He opened the hatch, and pointed the laser pointer he had in his pocket around this new room. Nothing went off, but as he scanned the room his laser pointed came across the body a hulking black man. Spartanlax was about to shout out, but he saw the huge man stirring. Spartanlax immediatedly withdrew from the hatch and back to the safety of his room.
Who the hell was that? Lax didn't like the look of the man. But before he could think any further, the hatch started turning. Lax frantically looked around for inspiration, but none came. Suddenly, a dark object came hurtling through the air and landed on his head. Lax screamed and jumped back.
"Jesus Christ not another fucking white boy. Gimme back my beanie cap!" shouted the newcomer.
"Oh...hi....eh here you go. I'm Spartanlax, who are you?"
"I is one pissed off mother fucker is who I am and I aint in any mood to chat" the newcomer said as he walked forwards again.
"You moving up?" asked Lax.
"No, I'm doing a hoola dance in a fuckin' tutu, what does it look like I'm doing!?"
"Hey, your head is bleeding!" shouted Lax, but the newcomer had already opened the hatch upwards, thrown his beanie cap in, and followed.
Lax didn't know what to do. Should he follow the man into the blue room?
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Bruteshot, Headliner and Richie were debating about which direction to move in.
"I say we move down" suggested Richie.
I have to disagree on gut instinct, I say we make positive moves upwards" said Headliner.
"I agree with Headliner" contributed Bruteshot, silently grinning at Headliner's name. The irony escaped him.
"Ok, ok, we'll move upwards. I just think we should stick together" said Richie.
The trio moved upwards and opened the hatch. It appeared to be a yellow room, and they jumped through.
"Keep going?" asked HEadliner.
The other two didn't object, so they moved up again, this time looking into a white room. Again, the three hopped through.
"I tell you Bruteshot, this is bizarre. I've seen pictures of a room just like these ones. I work in a Kodak shop, and I was developing a roll of photos and couldn't help but notice some of the images. It was a room EXACTLY like this one" offered Headliner.
"Really, that is quite bizarre as you say." replied Bruteshot.
HEadliner was wary. Bruteshot had volunteered no further information, and Richie was still saying nothing he didn't have to. He had to wonder, did they know something?
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Dark Church was terrified. His latest job was a theoretical budget plan on how much it would create to import and construct a vast structure using hundreds of tonnes of material. He had felt bad when he came up with a figure which was astronomical, but that feeling had turned to intrigue when his client hadn't even flinched at the figure. He had said "great, thank you". What kind of a response was that to 9 digit figure!? No one had that money...certainly no one who would hire him.
Dark Church had done some investigating, and had run into dead ends on all of his leads. He couldn't help but think his situation now was somehow related. Warily, he opened the upwards hatch door and threw his combat boot in. When nothing happened, he dragged himself through to the new red room.
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Evolution hadn't come up with any answers, but decided he should move with caution. He opened the upwards hatch, and casualy threw his ruler into the white room before him. The ruler arced through the air, and all of a sudden several lasers shot out of the eight corners of the cube and slashed through the ruler mid air, destroying it instantly.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" screamed Evolution, falling backwards into the safe white room he was already in.
What the fuck was he supposed to do now?
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KF4E was uncomfortable. He had been here a bit too long for his liking, and still no one had come for him. He had been writing furiously in his journal for the past ten minutes, and was now pacing the white room he was in.
Leaving his journal on the floor, he walked to the left and turned the hatch to reveal another yellow room. This was getting tiresome. He jumped down into the new yellow room, and all of a sudden there was a mechanical noise.
"What the..." KF4E started to say, but he was cut short by movement above him. A sprinkler system kicked into motion, and water started being sprinkled all over him. KF4E was surprised by the action, but that was nothing compared to the gradual burning sensation he felt. Holding out his hand, he saw his skin starting to melt before his eyes. KF4E screamed, but not for long as the acid burned through his face and throat, and within ten seconds KF4E was nothing but a puddle of blood and goo.
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9 Remain
PS: For those of you who have encountered someone in the cube, please include whether you would like to tell them what you know, whether you would like to be secretive, and if there are any specific questions you would like to ask with your next movement pm. Ask the right questions and you will find the answers favourable. Similarly, if you can guess why you're individual characters are in the cube it will help you out. this can be discussed in the thread, but please also include your guess in the next pm.
Cube I: Fear - Paranoia - Suspicion - Desperation
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