Creepypasta OC's

#7. Escaped #530

{Name}: (N/A)
{Nickname}: Escaped #530
{Age}: 14
{Birth}: (N/A)
{Star sign}: (N/A)
{Favorite Color}: (N/A)
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Appearance <<Anime>>

{Hair}: Long, shiny, damp, white hair with center bangs.

{Eyes}: Dull grey eyes.

{Height}: Roughly 5'9

{Weight}: (N/A)

{Build}: Slim, flexible, light.

{Scent}: Medicine and an unknown liquid.

{Clothing}: White body suit, with three green stripes around the waist line.

{Species}: Modified Human
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{Personality}:
Who am I? You may ask. Not even I have a clue. I'm not feeling normal. Everyone's a threat. They know me, I trust them. Everyone walks with the same white lab coat.. they'll bring me back to hell. No way was I risking that, not before they're eliminated.

{Insanity Level}: <<1-5<>>
(N/A)

{Weapon of Choice}: It's all about strategy in her book, she can wield any weapon.

{Way of Killing}: Any possible way.
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{Likes}: (N/A)
{Dislikes}: (N/A)
{Powers}: (N/A)
{Strengths}: (N/A)
{Weakness}: (N/A)
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{Friends}: (N/A)
{Family}: (N/A)
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{Relationship Status}: Single
{Sexuality}: (N/A)
{Crush}: None
{Bf or Gf}: None
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{Backstory}:

"Sir, how is test subject #530?"

I heard it. The same voice. I hear it all the time.

Green Liquid...? Dark? A room? I stared and tapped. Glass? A jar? Was I normal? Hmm..

Tap One.

Tap Two.

Tap Three.

It's always three times. Something.. a noise?

"She seems stable, we'll be able to reach our goal. As soon as it's done we'll use it in her. She's a successful survivor."

Who? Me?

I couldn't ever produce the voice to call out for help. I'm getting tired and cramped here. I want to leave.

I've been here longer then you'd think. I've seen countless of "test subjects" die on the other side of this glass..

I couldn't produce emotion.. I didn't have memories.

As I fell back asleep, I was rudely awoken. After all these years.. I felt liquid fall from my eyes. What was this..?

Violent cold air attacked my body through this wet and shiny suit.

Two people with yellow suit looking things,walked besides me, linked to my arms. I was being dragged somewhere, somewhere I didn't quite know.

"Urghh!." I held my head in pain, I don't understand!

We entered a room. Completely empty. Only a large leather chair with straps and chains. I felt a certain feeling.. screaming run, go somewhere don't let them strap you.

I felt the same men push me towards the chair. Against my will, they strapped my feet and hands. I felt my heart speed up. Why do I feel so uncertain about this situation?

Before I knew it, pain shot through my body. It was terrible!! Worse then all the needles and medicines I'd ever gone through.

"AHHH!" Needles dug into my head and I felt so light headed; not enough to stop the pain.. blood I assume flowed from my mouth and nose.

Then it all stopped. I saw.. I saw everything.

Equations, symbols, words.. I understood things.. what! Wait, where am I? I want to leave! This is danger. I know!

"G-Get me out!!!!!" I screamed with fear. I sobbed for what seemed like centuries.

Emotions.. that's what this is.

The lights went out. "Artificial intelligence." I heard a female voice. What?

'Artificial? That means 1.
made or produced by human beings rather than occurring naturally, typically as a copy of something natural.' I thought out of instinct.

How did I know this.. Artificial intelligence?!

No. It wasn't just that they'd created. It was worse. I could feel it. I could.

The man in a cloak, "Humans should stop messing with the natural flow. I apologize young soul."

I held my hands out. "Help me..." I croaked. "Please." I wanted to leave. Where am I?!

'Family' WHAT IS THAT?

'Love' STOP!
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"Hatred." "Anger." "Death."

I felt weighed down as these words escaped my lips. I wanted to act upon them.

I was here, against my will. I did things I didn't want to. I was brainwashed. I was prisoner in humans greed.

I was test subject #530

Now, I'm escaped.