Post by Tori on Jan 29, 2007 1:53:44 GMT -5
((ooc: I'm really not sure what I think of this at all. I wrote it pretty early in the morning (like, one) and it's probably suffering from severe cases of run-on and badly-written. Oh well. I'm sure I'll survive.))
Name:
She was born Araminta Terri Canning, after her great-grandmother. She goes by Minty, and has also added another last name – Wonderland. She considers Canning to be her maiden name, as such things go, and rarely even thinks about her middle name. Minty C. Wonderland. It sounds like a candy.
Age:
Seventeen years.
Gender:
Female.
Type of experimentation performed:
Minty was injected with dolphin DNA. To get more specific, she was injected with the DNA of a species of river dolphin that is considered very close to extinct, and essentially doomed. Minty is, obviously, not happy about this. Mostly physical changes, some instinctual.
Physical description:
For a seventeen year old girl, Minty is pretty short, standing at about five foot one. She lies somewhere between fat and skinny, with definite curves and enough body fat that she couldn't be considered thin, but not quite so much that anyone in their right mind would dare call her overweight. Minty is one of the few teenage girls (and heck, probably experiments, too) to be utterly comfortable with their body. She completely loves herself, loves her shiny, tough, blue-green skin and her thick, clumpy, green-tinted hair that seems incapable of becoming untangled. She is at least content with her eyes, which are completely black, with no distinctions between sclera, iris and pupil – just dark balls sitting in her eye sockets. She can't see very well, a side effect of the injected DNA, and wears thick glasses to make up for it. Without them, Minty is close enough to blind that she is incapable of functioning. Her teeth are pretty much like a dolphin's, sharp and pointy. Minty likes water quite a bit, and spends as much time wet as she can. Because of this, she does not own any normal underwear, and very little normal clothing – a few bathing suits, a few pairs of jeans and a sweater are as far as she is willing to go, in the interest of drying off quickly and staying comfortable. She might also be showing off just a little, you never know.
As far as experiments go, Minty isn't very scarred, and is more proud of her scars than most. The needle scars are more visible on her than they are on most experiments, as Minty's skin was thickened and toughened very quickly, and larger gauge needles were needed to break through the skin and into her veins. The rest of her scars are painfully obvious, especially considering her usual attire. Along her inner thighs run a series of rough, jagged scars, thickening as they go toward her torso, and wafer-thin by the time they get to her knees. If she were to take off her bikini bottoms (you wish), you would see that the scars go all the way to her crotch. She is very proud of these scars, and considers them a documentation of her first winning battle with the scientists, proof that her body is hers and hers alone. Her other scars are all self-inflicted, along her left shoulder and collarbone, but occasionally straying down onto her chest. Those are all much more recent, many not even healed to the point of becoming scars, just cuts.
History:
Minty was one of those completely normal girls, at first. She lived in a big city, got good grades, had enough friends to be happy but not quite so many that she was really “popular.' Lived in a small apartment with her middle class family, a mommy and a daddy, a Minty and three younger siblings – two brothers and a sister. When she was thirteen, she became just another statistic, kidnapped off of the streets because she wasn't paying enough attention. Her family never learned what happened to her.
And she was taken to a lab, of course – isn't that how things always go? - and was soon placed in her own little group. She was the oldest of the six in her lab group, and adapted the quickest, learning to survive in the lab that she bitterly dubbed “Wonderland.” She was the most spirited of her group, and never quite lost that. In a way, she was perfect for what the scientists wanted her to do – her belief that family mattered most only strengthened by the instincts that they instilled in her, she quickly became an older sister figure to the others in her lab group, comforting them and caring for them as all of their bodies began to change – to different creatures, but all aquatic. The younger children sensed that she really cared for them, and in that affection-starved world she quickly gained their love and trust, to the point where they would have done anything she asked, no matter what. When she told them that they were all family now, they agreed, and all took her proposed last name of “Wonderland,” after the lab that had changed them so much. Some, with no memories of their old families or past lives, took the name with joy at being accepted into a family. Others agreed to it with a sense of bitter resentment toward their old families, the ones who had abandoned them. Minty played “big sister” to them all, acting as a role model and sympathizer. She even developed her own twisted, masochistic system of sharing pain, cutting or scratching her shoulder until it bled whenever one of her “younger siblings” was hurt. In the years she spent at the lab, Minty fought viciously in her own sick way, unable to get over her anger at having her body used and her life taken away from her. The scientists tolerated it to an extent, amused by her energy and unwilling to let her pod fall apart before they were ready. Most of her victories were balanced by painful losses – the death of one of her younger siblings, once, as well as various injuries and inventive tortures. They never even noticed the one victory that Minty is most proud of – her scars. These they dismissed, thinking them a sick torture that she inflicted on herself, another sign of the mental illness common in experiments.
It was probably the worst mistake that they made with Minty.
They let her have the only way that she could possibly alter her body, stop what they were doing to her, or at least lessen it. When her younger siblings were hurt, she could share their pain, and when her legs started to try and grow together, she could stop it, cutting away at the attaching flesh with her nails or any sharp objects that she could find. She wasn't helpless any more; she had control over her body again.
And when the chance came to escape, she took it, running as fast as she could and pretending that she didn't hate herself for leaving her pod behind.
So we've come full circle with this rather extraordinary experiment, a girl straight from the freak show, complete with a showy confidence that some of her lesser-off peers would kill to have.
We'll see how she does, won't we, my darling?
Quick-Reference History, without all the silly melodrama:
Minty was born and grew up a normal girl in a big city. She was kidnapped at age 13 and taken to a lab, where she was the oldest of her lab group. She turned them into a family, naming them all the Wonderlands, and took care of them to the best of her abilities. The big bad scary scars on her legs are her reaction to the injections - as they altered her, her legs started to grow together, like a tail. Minty didn't like this, so she cut them separate every time they started to grow together. She also developed a habit of cutting her shoulder every time one of the members of her pod, or family, was hurt. Now that she's free, she does this every day, operating under the assumption that at least one of them will always be hurt or dead without her around to protect and guide them.
Name:
She was born Araminta Terri Canning, after her great-grandmother. She goes by Minty, and has also added another last name – Wonderland. She considers Canning to be her maiden name, as such things go, and rarely even thinks about her middle name. Minty C. Wonderland. It sounds like a candy.
Age:
Seventeen years.
Gender:
Female.
Type of experimentation performed:
Minty was injected with dolphin DNA. To get more specific, she was injected with the DNA of a species of river dolphin that is considered very close to extinct, and essentially doomed. Minty is, obviously, not happy about this. Mostly physical changes, some instinctual.
Physical description:
For a seventeen year old girl, Minty is pretty short, standing at about five foot one. She lies somewhere between fat and skinny, with definite curves and enough body fat that she couldn't be considered thin, but not quite so much that anyone in their right mind would dare call her overweight. Minty is one of the few teenage girls (and heck, probably experiments, too) to be utterly comfortable with their body. She completely loves herself, loves her shiny, tough, blue-green skin and her thick, clumpy, green-tinted hair that seems incapable of becoming untangled. She is at least content with her eyes, which are completely black, with no distinctions between sclera, iris and pupil – just dark balls sitting in her eye sockets. She can't see very well, a side effect of the injected DNA, and wears thick glasses to make up for it. Without them, Minty is close enough to blind that she is incapable of functioning. Her teeth are pretty much like a dolphin's, sharp and pointy. Minty likes water quite a bit, and spends as much time wet as she can. Because of this, she does not own any normal underwear, and very little normal clothing – a few bathing suits, a few pairs of jeans and a sweater are as far as she is willing to go, in the interest of drying off quickly and staying comfortable. She might also be showing off just a little, you never know.
As far as experiments go, Minty isn't very scarred, and is more proud of her scars than most. The needle scars are more visible on her than they are on most experiments, as Minty's skin was thickened and toughened very quickly, and larger gauge needles were needed to break through the skin and into her veins. The rest of her scars are painfully obvious, especially considering her usual attire. Along her inner thighs run a series of rough, jagged scars, thickening as they go toward her torso, and wafer-thin by the time they get to her knees. If she were to take off her bikini bottoms (you wish), you would see that the scars go all the way to her crotch. She is very proud of these scars, and considers them a documentation of her first winning battle with the scientists, proof that her body is hers and hers alone. Her other scars are all self-inflicted, along her left shoulder and collarbone, but occasionally straying down onto her chest. Those are all much more recent, many not even healed to the point of becoming scars, just cuts.
History:
Minty was one of those completely normal girls, at first. She lived in a big city, got good grades, had enough friends to be happy but not quite so many that she was really “popular.' Lived in a small apartment with her middle class family, a mommy and a daddy, a Minty and three younger siblings – two brothers and a sister. When she was thirteen, she became just another statistic, kidnapped off of the streets because she wasn't paying enough attention. Her family never learned what happened to her.
And she was taken to a lab, of course – isn't that how things always go? - and was soon placed in her own little group. She was the oldest of the six in her lab group, and adapted the quickest, learning to survive in the lab that she bitterly dubbed “Wonderland.” She was the most spirited of her group, and never quite lost that. In a way, she was perfect for what the scientists wanted her to do – her belief that family mattered most only strengthened by the instincts that they instilled in her, she quickly became an older sister figure to the others in her lab group, comforting them and caring for them as all of their bodies began to change – to different creatures, but all aquatic. The younger children sensed that she really cared for them, and in that affection-starved world she quickly gained their love and trust, to the point where they would have done anything she asked, no matter what. When she told them that they were all family now, they agreed, and all took her proposed last name of “Wonderland,” after the lab that had changed them so much. Some, with no memories of their old families or past lives, took the name with joy at being accepted into a family. Others agreed to it with a sense of bitter resentment toward their old families, the ones who had abandoned them. Minty played “big sister” to them all, acting as a role model and sympathizer. She even developed her own twisted, masochistic system of sharing pain, cutting or scratching her shoulder until it bled whenever one of her “younger siblings” was hurt. In the years she spent at the lab, Minty fought viciously in her own sick way, unable to get over her anger at having her body used and her life taken away from her. The scientists tolerated it to an extent, amused by her energy and unwilling to let her pod fall apart before they were ready. Most of her victories were balanced by painful losses – the death of one of her younger siblings, once, as well as various injuries and inventive tortures. They never even noticed the one victory that Minty is most proud of – her scars. These they dismissed, thinking them a sick torture that she inflicted on herself, another sign of the mental illness common in experiments.
It was probably the worst mistake that they made with Minty.
They let her have the only way that she could possibly alter her body, stop what they were doing to her, or at least lessen it. When her younger siblings were hurt, she could share their pain, and when her legs started to try and grow together, she could stop it, cutting away at the attaching flesh with her nails or any sharp objects that she could find. She wasn't helpless any more; she had control over her body again.
And when the chance came to escape, she took it, running as fast as she could and pretending that she didn't hate herself for leaving her pod behind.
So we've come full circle with this rather extraordinary experiment, a girl straight from the freak show, complete with a showy confidence that some of her lesser-off peers would kill to have.
We'll see how she does, won't we, my darling?
Quick-Reference History, without all the silly melodrama:
Minty was born and grew up a normal girl in a big city. She was kidnapped at age 13 and taken to a lab, where she was the oldest of her lab group. She turned them into a family, naming them all the Wonderlands, and took care of them to the best of her abilities. The big bad scary scars on her legs are her reaction to the injections - as they altered her, her legs started to grow together, like a tail. Minty didn't like this, so she cut them separate every time they started to grow together. She also developed a habit of cutting her shoulder every time one of the members of her pod, or family, was hurt. Now that she's free, she does this every day, operating under the assumption that at least one of them will always be hurt or dead without her around to protect and guide them.