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Post by Madge Baker on Jun 8, 2016 14:02:03 GMT
The grand room was bright, surrounded by big windows looking out towards the garden. Warm sunlight shone on the passed out bride and groom. They both looked stunning. Madge had been sure to place them in such a way as not to ruin their hair or wrinkle their clothes. Specially Octavia was a sight tonight. In her fringed ballgown she looked almost slimmer than before the baby bump. It was still obvious to Madge however, that it had grown. This wedding had to be executed now. Every moment Octavia lived unmarried and pregnant was a shame and a dishonor. The stain on her had to be fixed. Of course, Madge had taken her precautions. Both bride and groom were chained by their ankle to the altar, and the guest chained by their ankles to the floor beneath their chairs. Long enough to allow freedom, but short enough to leave Madge to safety and comfort. They couldn't get to her. On their other ankle was a familiar, electrical ankle bracelet. They would say yes. Madge would make sure of it. The flowery altar and the few chairs provided for the guests left most of the great room untouched. The rest were filled with small tables, centerpieces and decorations. And food, of course. A large buffet table had been provided for them, with various dishes for them to enjoy. Of course, they wouldn't be able to get to that before Madge left the room and released their chains with the remote controller. Finally, the day had come. Finally she could help Octavia, release her from the shame and disgrace that had shadowed her being from the beginning. She should be grateful to Madge. Grateful she had found her such a suitable husband on such a short notice. Grateful for the beautiful dress. Grateful for the party. They should all be grateful!
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Post by Megara Paranell on Jun 8, 2016 16:25:07 GMT
Megara woke up with her head pounding, where on earth was she? She was in some brightly lit dining area that showed a beautiful garden. There were other people there too, none that she recognized except for Theodore and Octavia. Octavia was dressed in a stunning gown, making it seem like she wasn't even pregnant. Meg blinked in some surprise as she took in her dress and bit down on her bottom lip. What on earth was going on? It almost seemed like Octavia was all dressed up for some kind of wedding. Meg's heart sank as she remembered Octavia mentioning that she had been engaged....could it be? Then why on earth was she here? Unless whoever had trapped them here had wanted to have her suffer even more? A likely observation as Meg was starting to understand due to their kidnapper's actions. She felt something heavy on her ankle and she glanced down to see a chain keeping her effectively in place. So whoever had them was making sure she didn't run off. Judging from what she could see, she wasn't the only one chained in place, all for the same reason no doubt. Her mind went to John and she bit down on her bottom lip, she hoped he was doing all right. He wasn't here so hopefully he was still in their room, safe as he possibly could be. She studied the rest of the room curiously as she tried to take her mind off of John and frowned when she noticed all the food. It was almost like some kind of reception, she felt sick. This was all wrong, what kind of person did this? "Oh Octavia." She whispered, her mind kept going back to the few kisses they had both shared and she felt even worse. Octavia shouldn't even be here, she should be at her home where it would be safe
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Post by Miguel Olivero on Jun 8, 2016 18:46:50 GMT
The man shook his head, driving himself back to reality. "Not again," he groaned and blinked, focusing his vision. The last thing he remembered was how he put Ariel's body out of the tab and laid her on the bed. Then Miguel spent a few days at her bedside, with his heart broken and his mind numb with sorrow. However his physical wounds hurt more, much more than they should have, and, unfortunately, there was no possibility for the guy to give first aid to himself.
Miguel touched his bruised temple and altered his sight. With a fast move, he clutched his shoulder. First of all, he noticed that he was fully dressed in a nice suit and a red bow-tie, looking like some kind of groom or a part of someone's wedding! Secondly, he didn't find any glass splinters therein, in his shoulder, which meant that someone had treated his wounds, while he was in an unconscious state. This thought sobered him from his sleepiness, and he straightened his posture as if preparing for something horrible, like another death-game, about to come. But this room was completely unlike the room where they played their "games". It was much more brighter, with a window and a large buffet table... "What the fuck," he sweared inwardly and looked around at the persons in the room. He recognized some of them. The blond girl, who was placed right beside him, and the tall, slim brunette - he saw her on the last "death game", he participated. There also was Evelyn, the girl, who was Ariel's best friend and who he unlocked from the cage in that garden, that, prehaps, was right outside the window. And also there were...
"Jane," he screamed with happiness, with the thought that she was still alive, and, without hesitation, he rushed towards her, wishing to hold her to him, to protect her, to be with her... His chain stretched taut, he fell to the floor with a thud. "Fuck," he sweared again, getting back on his feet.
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Post by Jane Elizabeth Carter on Jun 8, 2016 23:55:59 GMT
With an almost familiar headache Jane slowly woke up. Just where did she end up this time? Hoping, wishing and mostly praying that this wasn´t again one of those wicked games or an even worse room she was forced to stay in she slowly opened her eyes. Just as she did Jane immediately got amazed by the room since it was completely different to what had so far soon during the capture. However soon enough her attention went to her ankle. Of course there surely had to be at least one, yet probably some more twists to be in such a light and beautifully decorated room. The so far positive side to her reduced mobility though was that at least she was able to move a little at all and sit on the chair behind her. As she did so she noticed not only the delicious dishes in the room but also Miguel who was actually just in front of her, all dressed in a ... suit? "Miguel!" Jane screamed out, relieved and happy to see him alive yet as well worried. Especially as she notices that he was just in front of some sort of altar and next to him lying a beautiful woman in a gorgeous white .... wedding dress?
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Post by Evelyn Snow on Jun 9, 2016 0:39:14 GMT
As Evelyn awoke she started coughing. Her head was pounding and it sounded like people were shouting around her. The idea of people made her rise up and open her eyes. The thought of being around actual people again felt surreal. She hadn't had any interactions with anyone since she was rescued from the bird cage by the people the Asian woman had brought out to the garden.
She was as sick as ever, being given only stale bread and water while in that dark room. She spent most of her time sleeping in there, not knowing what else to do.
The brightness of the room caused her to wince, her head pounding a little more. After a moment, she was able to open her eyes to see a few people awake or asleep around her. Her eyes zoomed in to the altar where there was a blonde woman in a wedding dress, but Evelyn's eyes focused more on the woman standing in the center of the altar.
Standing quickly, Evelyn braced her hands onto the back of the chair in front of her. "You..." She pointed weakly at the Asian woman, their kidnapper. "It's..." Evelyn started coughing again, her body shaking.
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Post by Miguel Olivero on Jun 11, 2016 20:10:33 GMT
Miguel turned his head towards his beloved one's voice. He wanted to scream her name again, to get rid of those chains, but his crazy whirlpool of thoughts was interrupted by another one - young and highly familiar female voice. He turned his attention to Evelyn, who was literally shaking and pointing at something right behind his back. Judging from her eyes, she was quite shocked by "it", whatever that thing behind his back was. A trap? Maybe another murder weapon? Or maybe...
Slowly, he half-turned his body away from girls. His eyes winded. It was a big, no, not just big - fatass asian woman. He remebered how Evelyn told them that she saw an asian woman drag their bodies to the garden... "You," he growled, his hands clenched into fists. He realised, there was no doubt, that that woman was a part of that mad man's plan, who kept them here. Or maybe it was she herself - their crazy captor. "Who are you?"
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Post by Evelyn Snow on Jun 11, 2016 21:01:03 GMT
After her coughing subsided, she finally was able to breathe and stop shaking so much. Looking up, she saw Miguel questioning their kidnapper. At seeing him again, she instantly looked around to see if Ariel or Jim were there as well. When she saw they weren't, a mix of relief and disappointment filled her.
"Please, just let us go," she said, looking at the Asian woman once more. "Why are you doing this? Why are you keeping us here against our will?" she asked, pleading. Evelyn wanted nothing more than to be in her nice warm bed, safe and away from this place.
Looking around once more at the decorations, she gasped softly. "Is-is this a wedding?" she whispered, not fully understanding what was happening in the room.
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Post by Madge Baker on Jun 12, 2016 15:45:48 GMT
Octavia was starting to stir on the floor, slowly regaining consciousness. To Madge's great satisfaction she managed to get herself up on her feet without wrinkling her dress or ruining her hair. She was such a good girl. She looked absolutely breathtakingly stunning. Just like a bride. Octavia looks just as frightened, if not even more so, than the rest. Shaking, shivering, holding herself with tears in her eyes. A bride was supposed to be happy, but the shine truly brought out her eyes and made her look even more beautiful. Perhaps happy was overrated. Looking to her side, Octavia quickly noticed a man, dressed just as finely and handsomely as she was. That's what made her look down at herself and realize what she was in. The realization broke her heart even further. "What's going on..?" she softly whispered, just as much to the woman in front of her as to the man next to her.
Madge had noticed an increasing amount of people directing themselves at her, but she had kept her ground silent, only smiling. This wedding was about Miguel and Octavia. Everyone else were un-important. She didn't need to address them back. When the groom himself asked her, though, she happily obliged. "My name is miss Madge Baker. I will have the pleasure of wedding you, today." It really was her pleasure. She loved every minute, every second, of this event. Soon the child would no longer be father-less. Promptly, she recovered a book from the altar and began reading, slowly and clearly, to make sure that everyone could hear her. She was beginning the ceremony. Soon enough she would be asking for their "I do"s. Soon enough they would be husband and wife.
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Post by Miguel Olivero on Jun 12, 2016 17:12:09 GMT
"Madge Backer," Miguel repeated the woman's name inwardly, his body shaking from anger. She looked like a man... woman of straw, who wouldn't answer his further questions, not until she would finish what she was comanded to do. To hold a wedding. "So... that was the reason their captor brought them all here? To manage a fucking wedding?!" he groaned inwardly, but made her no reply. The man's sight turned to the "bride", who finally regained consciousness. She looked marvelous in that gown indeed. Thoug her face was pale as snow, her hands trembling, breath coming in short pants. She also, like everyone in the room, was scared...
Miguel couldn't just stand there, looking how her body was shivering with fear. The man came closer to the blond girl, willing to comfort her and to calm her down. If that's what their captor wants them to do... and if that would keep them all safe - he would do that. He would marry this woman.
His face darkened with anger. "If that will keep us all safe, then go on!" he almost hissed his words, glaring at the "host" with furious eyes, "Start the ceremony!"
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Post by Madge Baker on Jun 12, 2016 17:37:18 GMT
Madge had been rudely interrupted in her speech by the groom, and shot him a glance of annoyance. Such anger really wasn't fitting for a man his age. However, it was his wedding day, so she decided to let it go and rather comply with his request. "Very well. Do you, Miguel Olivero, take Octavia Swan Hale to be your lawfully wedded wife?" she smiled at him. She only needed two words. Two words he had promised to give her. Now it was time to owe up to his words.
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Post by Megara Paranell on Jun 12, 2016 18:41:03 GMT
Meg's eyes widened when Octavia finally woke up, but she didn't look good at all. "Octavia, it's ok I'm here." She said hoping to get her attention. Her gaze landed on the woman who was holding the ceremony, this was all wrong. This was their kidnapper and she was clearly enjoying this and that made Meg angrier. How could someone force another person to get married like this? And it was clearly forced as everyone was chained into place, the whole thing made her sick to her stomach. And while Octavia was dressed up, it was clear she didn't know who the man next to her was. Although judging from his earlier reaction he didn't know Octavia either. "Please stop this, she already has a fiancee...this isn't right!" Megara begged as she stood up. A part of her knew she was probably making a huge mistake by doing so but she couldn't quite bring herself to care in that moment.
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Post by Dean Gray on Jun 12, 2016 19:08:20 GMT
Dean woke up, groaning rather loud when waking up from the gassing that had by now grown familiar.
"Not this again..." He thought, opening his eyes. Instantly realizing this was not the room he had been in lately, he scanned the room quickly. There was three people at the front, and three other people around him sitting in chairs. The people up front were dressed in what looked like wedding clothes, with the middle woman reading from a book. This was a wedding? Dean couldn't think of any reason why any of They would do this, what purpose did this have? Most alarmingly, the woman in the center seemed to be Chinese, sadly making his earlier assumption about Them wrong. Unless the Chinese had a hand in this from the beginning, planning this most elaborate of plans for a long time, using traits most known of other countries in the process? That would be devious and would likely throw most people off track in the hunt for Them, but not Dean. He'd get to the bottom of this, surely.
He noticed a Mediterranean woman standing up, speaking to the Chinese. Whoever this was, she wasn't exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer. No matter who the Chinese woman was, this was obviously her domain, judging by her lack of a chain. If this was the real culprit, however unlikely that was, she would clearly be willing to kill. Dean slid on his chair to close in on the standing woman and whispered to her: "I believe you would be wise in uh.. sitting down, she doesn't seem to be the sane type. I don't think whatever is happening now can be stopped, so uh... flow with the river instead of fighting the stream, or uh.. something." Realizing he trailed off, he slid back to sit properly in the chair. Hopefully the Mediterranean would listen and sit down, as Dean didn't want to see another woman die again.
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Post by Miguel Olivero on Jun 12, 2016 19:37:13 GMT
The fair-haired man turned his head towards the tall brunette girl, who told that Octavia already had a fiancee. Miguel gave a sigh and slightly shook his head ruefully. Their kidnapper didn't gave a fuck of their past lives. He didn't care who they were, what their names were, what they wanted. They were his toys and that's all. The man looked around on those present of this wired as fuck wedding. His eyes fell on Jane and cought a glimpse of sorrow in hers. "Don't be afraid. It's all fake! I will get you out of here," he thought and swallowed saliva to his throat. He wanted to reassure, to comfort her, to tell that he does this only because this act could save their lives! Hovewer, he was afraid to stand her out from the crowd, because it could bring her their captots attention and probably harm, so he kept silent. "Very well. Do you, Miguel Olivero, take Octavia Swan Hale to be your lawfully wedded wife?" He turned his head back and stared at the fat woman in front of him. "I do," he replied, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth. "I do," he repeated inwardly, " I will crack your fucking neck, bitch! I do that soon, I swear!!"
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Post by Evelyn Snow on Jun 12, 2016 19:42:04 GMT
Evelyn looked at the brunette who spoke up about the woman being forced to marry Miguel already having a fiance. Evelyn recognized her as a model, one that Jim was friends with, if she remembered right. She looked at the black haired man when he spoke, causing her to shake her head. "But she doesn't have the right... Miss Baker, you can't force two people to marry," she spoke, turning to Madge.
But the Asian woman ignored her and continued reading from the book. Miguel was already willing to marrying the woman if it meant everyone would be okay. Evelyn sulked down into her chair. Ariel would be heartbroken... Even though Miguel had cheated on Ariel, Evelyn knew her best friend still held deep feelings for the actor.
The only thing Evelyn felt she could do was pray, and so she lowered her head and did just that. She didn't want to be there anymore and wanted everyone to just be safe.
What was Madge's reason for doing all of this? The woman never answered neither her nor Miguel when they asked...
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Post by Jane Elizabeth Carter on Jun 12, 2016 23:23:27 GMT
Her heart skipped a beat, the moment Miguel turned his head and their eyes met. Yet immediately it felt as it turned into a heavy stone the moment Jane saw the asian woman behind him and got to know what was going on as well. However all Jane really got was the voices of the people supposingly being just next or behind her since her focus was on Miguel only.
Right when that somewhat of a wedding started thounsands of thoughts were flying around in her head. Although hardly even a single one was about the strange big woman behind Miguel but him himself. How did it come to this and why did this happen after all? Everything just felt so wrong. Since she knew him he never had been with a woman and now he all of sudden getting married? Since the beginning it felt just strange, simply wrong at all that her friend would now become actually a husband and the longer the woman spoke the weaker Janes legs got and she eventually had to sit down.
Yet as soon as Miguel did say "I do", tears started to flow out of her eyes. Quietly all Jane was able to was to look at the couple before her tears blurred her vision while her heart felt as it stopped right before it shattered in pieces. Suddenly though she felt her heart beat again, in pain, as she grabbed her necklace she had gotten from Miguel a while ago and was holding it dear by wearing it everyday ever since. It should be Jane standing there at the altar as a his bride.
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