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Postaurie on Sun Jan 08, 2017 6:14 pm

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STRANGER THINGS

a private one x one based off stranger things between
mari and i. please do not post unless you are one of us.




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SUBJECT 007 ————— KAREN D. HEWITT



❝ YOU STRUCK A MATCH AND LEFT ME TO BURN! ❞

K A R E N ---- D E B O R A H ---- H E W I T T
AKA SEVEN xxx SIXTEEN x · x FEMME x · x QUESTIONING

Karen Hewitt is the seventh subject of Project MKUltra,
the highly confidential organisation taking place within
the walls of Hawkins Laboratory. With the black, bold t
hree-digit number seven tattooed permanently onto her
left forearm for as long as she could remember, Seven i
s the only name she recognises herself as and responds t
o. For the most part, Seven grew up believing that was,
in fact, her legal and legitimate birth name.

Locked away in the laboratory's secure filing cabinets are
Seven's details. She was born on the first of April in 1967
at exactly 12:34 AM to mother Carol and father Richard H
ewitt. Despite her birth mother naming her child Karen, d
ue to Carol's part in Project MKUltra and extensive abuse
of psychedelic drugs linked to the project, a scientist at t
he laboratory called Dr. Fisher renamed Karen to "007", co
inciding with the tattoo on her arm. The birth of Carol's ch
ild was covered up and she had been told her child had die
d whilst on life support, due to being born premature. Mov
ing on, because of malnourishment and poor treatment in t
he facility, Seven stands at only five foot nothing and weig
hing five stone at sixteen years old. This is evident by her
clearly frail and dainty stature.

From the psychedelic drugs Seven's mother was induced to,
Seven was born with extraordinary mental abilities, such as
telekinesis and telepathy—very much like the other progeny
of adults involved in Project MKUltra. However, typically a
fter use of her abilities, Seven will start to bleed from mos-
t commonly her nose, but also from her ears in rare cases.

The lack of human interaction has had an obviously negative
effect on Seven, causing her to be inhumanely shy with virtu
ally nonexistent social skills, thus appearing extremely awkw
ard and someone that could be mistaken as mute. Due to for
ceful experiments tested on her at a young age and the punis
hment for misbehaving being locked in a confined space, Sev
en is naturally startled by the slightest of things, not to ment
ion extremely claustrophobic. She is sensitive and it usually t
akes Seven a good while before she opens up to someone, emi
nently afraid of betrayal. However, if there is one thing that's
prominent about Seven, it's that she is pretty reckless and, in
spite of the dullness of the laboratory, she has a childlike and
playful spirit at heart—someone that desires freedom.



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Postasteri on Sun Jan 08, 2017 6:24 pm

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FEMALExx
·xxHOMOFLEXIBLExx·xxSIXTEEN YEARS


KIMBERLY xxxx BONNIE xxxx PORTER
❝I CAN'T KEEP YOU IN THESE ARMS SO I KEEP YOU IN MY MIND!❞
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i. kimberly bonnie porter. ii. sixteen years of age, born
on the fourth of november. iii. homoflexible; meaning
that she is, for the most part, attracted to females only.
iv. extremely protective, and is willing to help anyone
in need. v. overly romantic and sweet, which can som
etimes get her into difficult situations. vi. disagrees w
ith the project that is going on and wants the whole thi
ng to stop, as she has seen how much it hurts people.
vii. an adorable and charming little bean. viii. can be
tricked very easily, and has always been a worrier. ix.
god help anyone who messes with people she cares
about. x. way too humble for her own good, and w
ould sacrifice herself for others.
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Postaurie on Wed Jan 11, 2017 5:32 pm

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xx Tentatively, Seven's small fingers crept up to the circle window that was implanted into the door to her room. A room she was forced to call her bedroom, essentially, when all it contained was a single bed, a sink and bleak off-white tiles. The bed was an uncomfortable little thing: metal framed, so it creaked audibly with the slightest movement Seven dared to make whilst she slept. Or, rather, more appropriately: whilst she tried to sleep. With the relentless squeaking of metal, Seven simply could not keep her eyes shut for more than a few seconds before they flew wide open, as she shifted into another position due to the incredulously uncomfortable and thin mattress. Then, the splintering creak would echo throughout the empty room. That was also speaking on the basis that the blonde was actually able to compel herself to pull the bed covers over her frail body and slip into a deep slumber. Oftentimes, Seven would be cradling herself on the top of the covers, only the deathly lullaby of the eerie creaking to accompany her, fearful of sleep itself due to the repetitive nightmares. Images envisioned in her mind of a tall tank filled with water. Moments later, Seven would be encased in a mere empty, black oblivion. Trapped. Trapped until she awoke hours afterwards.
xx It was literal hell.
xx But the little blonde girl was determined to make a change. Seven consciously peered through the circular window, studying the hundreds of scientists and staff at the laboratory animatedly spoke to one another. Ever since the breakout of their youngest subject, Eleven, the entire facility was sent into a frenzy. Over the past two hours of the escape, the staff and scientists alike were noticeably becoming more jittery and on edge, scampering around the miles of floor in the laboratory. The fact that they were in a panicked state—despite their efforts to remain in solace—proved to be a benefit. They were simply too preoccupied with searching for a missing subject. If Seven could risk sneaking out from the room and outside the laboratory, then that was a risk she was willing to take. Only the door, her only barrier, was locked. From the inside, at least; on the outside, it would be possible to open it instantly without a key or anything.
xx It didn't hurt at all when she stepped back and her own brain worked to its potential, shattering the glass embedded into the door. However, seconds later a drip of crimson fell from her nostril and settling on her top lip. Seven merely ignored the liquid, feverishly edging towards the door, outside which the crowd had dispersed and the majority headed outside on a mass search party. Hesitantly, she raised her palm and stretched far out the window to grasp the doorknob, when she winced in pain and briskly retracting her arm. Blood began to accumulate in the wound caused by a rogue shard of glass, though Seven tried to ignore the immense pain, wiping it onto the scratchy subject uniform that she wore. The uniform she was forced into since day one. It was an outfit for the day, for overnight and even for examinations. And now that the hospital gown-like garment bore a red smear, Seven attempted to grip hold of the door handle one more time. Much to her surprise, she was successful—and it flew open as she pushed it to, carefully stepping over the shards of glass, scattered across the floor, in her bare feet. The door was in sight, surprisingly: right down the end of the corridor, so she dashed across the tiles.
xx Drip. Drop.
xx With every stride Seven ran, a drop of blood from her arm subconsciously dripped and collided with the pristine tiles, staining the elegant white that they were coloured. Pressing up against the door, Seven's weight pushed it open, yet she unknowingly left a sample of her own blood on the door handle. She was occupied and had her eyes set on escaping when she had the chance, bursting into the freezing cold open air (something she had never seen the light of before), the wind howling through the trees. A heavy, dark grey overcast began to crowd suddenly in, darkening the area significantly without the shade of the trees. It was cold. More than cold: freezing. Colder than the water in the menacingly tall tank.
xx Drip. Drop.
xx The scarlet continued to drip from her arm, continued to drip onto the ground below, now that she was hastily moving through the woodland Hawkins Laboratory was set directly in the centre of. Barefoot, she sprinted through the forest—not that she was fast, but as fast as she could do. Seven didn't even know that her arm was still bleeding until she discovered the smear on the plastic-like material her dress was made from had grown larger, which would have only suggested that she had lost even more blood than back in the laboratory. She had felt free, running wild through the forest, but as soon Seven began to feel faint, she felt as if they were horning in on her again, creeping up from behind somewhere. It was a certain faint sensation from the blood lost from her already unhealthy body. Breathing attempting to steady, Seven pulled behind a tree, leaning between the slope up to what sounded like a side road and the sturdy-trunked tree, clenching her wounded arm close to her chest and trembling uncontrollably—more than likely, it was a reaction to the sudden temperature change, unfamiliar with such cold conditions.
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Postasteri on Wed Jan 11, 2017 7:03 pm

.xxKIMBERLY BONNIE PORTER
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xxxxA young woman's footsteps could be heard like rain softly hitting the shiny black streets of Hawkins, Indiana. They belonged to Kimberly Porter, a sixteen-year-old brunette passionate about finding her fourteen-year-old brother, Jeffrey, who had mysteriously disappeared after being grasped by a dark, nearly invisible figure. Unable to determine whose fault it was that he had been captured, Kimberly blamed herself for the horrifying kidnapping, despite not being able to stop it on her own. If she had gotten too close to the heartless frame, she could've been tangled in his tight grip as well, with the chances of escape slim to none. Physically, Kimberly wasn't very strong, merely able to execute a few basic punches and kicks, which wouldn't have been very helpful during the fateful situation. Underneath the eerie light of the moon, she walked, sneaking between buildings whenever she could, in order to avoid making herself known. With every stride, her limbs quivered and shook, Kimberly fearing that she would end up becoming the figure's next target─or worse, failing to find Jeffrey Porter within the labyrinth of a town. She knew that she would never, ever forgive herself if her brother was found deceased.
xxxxKimberly frantically searched, a look of sheer hopelessness evident on her pale, porcelain-like face. The female could feel tears of worry stinging her eyes, and they stuck to her eyelashes like snowflakes whenever she blinked. At an instant, she saw a blur of red and white passing by, and as soon as she focused on the strange thing, she realized something. It was a small girl, with a body so thin that she looked like a lonely ghost dashing in the night. Her face was contoured by dark shadows, and she wore an old white dress smeared with crimson-colored blood. Nothing had ever hurt Kimberly's heart more than seeing the tiny juvenile, fleeing as if she was being chased by monsters. The brief, fleeting moment was killing her inside, and the sweet person that she was wanted to protect the skinny child from the cruel world that she lived in. "W-wait!" Kimberly's voice came out breathy and unclear when she spoke, attempting to get her attention. Sprinting into the woods, a fallen branch scraping her bare ankle, she rushed to find the girl, who had tucked herself away behind a tree. Suddenly, she was standing before her, the unnaturally deep eyes of the other dodging her own.
xxxx"I know you're scared. You poor little thing, all alone out here in the cold. Please, just trust me for now. I-I'll help you. I can't handle watching you suffer like this!" Kimberly stuttered, shivering. However, compared to the delicate blonde who was barely able to stand because of the frigid, bone-chilling temperature─and had red liquid dripping from her arm uncontrollably, she couldn't say that she was freezing. "Just come with me. You must have someone to take care of you. I understand that you don't know who I am, but this is for your safety."  Once Kimberly finished talking, her words weak and broken from the wintry air, a gust of icy wind snaked through the spacious green forest. "Please. You need me."

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(This post was shit, haha sorry. I couldn't come up with much to write.)
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Postaurie on Sun Jan 15, 2017 3:36 pm

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xxx xxx xxx SEVEN
xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx ( location outside hawkins lab ) ( feeling petrified )

xx “I know you're scared. You poor little thing, all alone out here in the cold. Please, just trust me for now. I-I'll help you. I can't handle watching you suffer like this!” a shivering, hoarse voice begged from behind Seven, trembling in the freezing temperature. “Just come with me. You must have someone to take care of you. I understand that you don't know who I am, but this is for your safety.” A pause ensued, yet it was only for a fleeting moment. The unknown feminine voice sounded exceedingly desperate now, evidently pleading. “Please. You need me.”
xx Seven instantaneously jerked her head upwards, her wide, doe-like eyes falling face-to-face with the brunette crouching in front of her. Quivering, she merely stared at the other female, unsure of what to say. Not that she had the words to say anything to the anxiously waiting brunette. With a finite vocabulary bank and zero human interaction, Seven was left glaring up at the taller girl, inhaling and exhaling heavily as each breath she took quivered between uncontrollable shivers. “D-Don't h-hurt—” she forced out with a deep breath, clutching her wounded arm close to her chest, a large stain of blood now accumulating on her chest area of the tunic she sported. “D-Don't h-hurt me . . . p-please,” Seven managed to blurt out; one of the only phrases she properly knew, recalling an older subject's screams rattling throughout the facility's corridors as the scientists examined him like an object in a museum.
xx Feverishly, Seven attempted to pull her weight from her position on the moist brown soil, only to weakly fall back down again. And she was left, once more, staring back up to the brunette with nothing more than an anxious look in her eyes, reflecting the brilliant moonlight that filtered through the dense canopy. She wanted to get away. She wanted to run; run into the horizon; run away from the big and scary men in white that would drag her small frame, kicking and screaming, down the corridor. What if this girl was sent out to act all nice and friendly, only to gain Seven's trust and pull her right back to the laboratory.
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Postasteri on Sun Jan 15, 2017 9:34 pm

.xxKIMBERLY BONNIE PORTER
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xxxx “D-Don't h-hurt—” uttered the skeletal blonde, unable to finish the simple sentence. Her pale green eyes, looking tired and dry, remained wide open─the frail, fearful girl not blinking once. Kimberly, despite being afraid that she would deny her offer, stayed put, patiently waiting for her to continue speaking. Evidently, the female had an unhealthy lack of social skills, as she couldn't say a word without stuttering, and her childish voice was nearly inaudible. “D-Don't h-hurt me . . . p-please,” she spoke, with shaky speech that was difficult to comprehend. Deep red blood escaped the wound on her arm, soaking through her white dress and leaving a large, red splotch. “I would never hurt you! I promise. But I can't just leave you out here to wither away.” Kimberly paused for a moment, exhaling, and it was cold enough outside for the air to be visible—almost like smoke.
xxxx“You really need to come with me. I'm offering you a warm and loving home, and you would rather stay here? Please, I insist that you let me take care of you,” she said, softly. “Wherever you came from─whoever hurt you . . . I am here to make sure you don't have to suffer again.” Kimberly, immediately after she had finished comforting the petrified young teenager, started to make her way out of the dark and silent forest—constantly looking back to see if she was following. It was very late, as she could hear the clock on the tower chime twelve from afar. “Come on!” she whispered, waiting for the light-haired female's reaction.

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Postaurie on Mon Jan 16, 2017 1:25 pm

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xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx “ I'M AFRAID . . . OF THE THINGS IN MY BRAIN!

xx “Come on!” the brunette ushered desperately, picking herself up to a standing position and entering the darkness of the forest beyond, only the shortly steal a glance behind her shoulder at Seven. A chime snaked throughout the forest from a far distance, and the sound reached Seven's ears. She instantly recognised as the hourly bell that would echo throughout the town, just about stretching to the laboratory, recalling sat huddled in a ball on the rickety bed and struggling to shut her eyes to fall into an unconscious state. Shakily, she rose gradually to her feet—with incredulous effort—grasping a low-hanging mossy branch for support. Even if this female wasn't to be trusted and could be leading her right back to square one—the laboratory—anything was better than dying outside, alone, due to loss of blood.
xx “H-h-hurts . . .” Seven squeaked, mustering the strength to trudge closer in pursuit of the brunette. Her arm didn't shift from her chest, nor did her right hand as she clutched the other to her bloody chest. The bone-chilling breeze coiled through the thick and thin tree trunks, sending a shiver down Seven's spine as she came to a halt, her bare and bony legs and arms trembling as she shivered involuntarily. Between her and the girl, despite only being a few metres, seemed like miles. Seven simply couldn't bring herself to take at least a step forward, feeling as weak as ever, the bright crimson continuing to leak out from her forearm.
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Postasteri on Mon Jan 16, 2017 8:15 pm

.xxKIMBERLY BONNIE PORTER
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xxxx“H-h-hurts . . . ” the fragile and dainty girl squeaked, as she forced her skinny legs to walk. Kimberly, alarmed by the sudden, yet quiet noise, peered over her shoulder, noticing that the once minor wound on the blonde's arm—which was marked by conspicuous, dark blue veins—had turned into something major, and without a bandage she was losing blood quickly. Although she had noting to help the young female, Kimberly stopped, her boots covered with dying, torn leaves, and began to speak. “I-I'm sorry. We can stop walking for a moment. Besides, all that matters right now is your health. I don't really have a bandage on me, but it's dangerous for you to lose that much blood . . . ”
xxxxAt an instant, she recalled that there was a compact first-aid kit located inside a compartment in her car, which would be exceedingly beneficial during the current situation. Scarlet liquid still dripped from the cut, cascading down the fabric of the girl's tunic. “Just hang in there. Keep walking. Once we get to my car, I can take care of everything. It won't be long,” Kimberly said, in a reassuring tone. Then, she finally exited the woodland area, coming to a place where she could view much of the beautiful, mysterious town of Hawkins. Sure enough, the two were nearing Kimberly's car, and her small, homey flat was not far away either.

(Okay, this was complete and utter shit. I'd like to do a time skip to when they arrive at Kimberly's home.)
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xxx Hi. I'm just warning you now that I don't think I am
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Postasteri on Tue Jan 17, 2017 3:40 pm

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xxx That's fine! And don't worry about writing long, quality posts every time, as it isn't necessary, especially when you are in a rush. Good luck with your assignments!
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Postaurie on Sun Jan 22, 2017 1:43 pm

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xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx “ I'M AFRAID . . . OF THE THINGS IN MY BRAIN!

xx Seven didn't utter another word to the other girl and only returned a feeble, evidently weak, nod. The chilling wind continued to weave in and out of the trees eerily, causing goosebumps to accumulate across the surface of Seven's skin, hair pricking up on the back of her neck. Numbness was all she felt; all she could succumb to. The conditions were extreme, especially for only the beginning of November. It was almost numb enough that the pain in her forearm had disapparated into nothing. But not quite.
xx She didn't even know where she was heading. She didn't even know where this strange girl was taking her. Seven was, essentially, blindly walking into the abyss, with the staggering sensation of dying with every step she took—or dared to take. With the slightest inch that she shifted her bony body, she ached tremendously with every bone in her tiny frame. She couldn't go on for much longer, but she had to, and Seven mustered the strength to pull herself forward in order to catch up with the girl so that they would be walking side by side. “H-help . . .” Seven choked out with effort, hoping that her tone was enough to make the girl realise she couldn't walk alone—without any support, at least.
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Postasteri on Sun Jan 22, 2017 9:42 pm

.xxKIMBERLY BONNIE PORTER
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xxxx"Y-you can't walk? I'm so sorry!" Kimberly spoke, reacting to the mysterious female's shaky calls for help. They were nearing her car, yet for the incredibly skinny teen behind her, the few meters probably felt like several miles. Evidently, the blonde was barely able to support herself, struggling to complete a single stride. Though Kimberly was afraid to touch the girl, fearing that her bones would shatter if she even attempted to, she gently scooped her up into her arms. She was practically weightless, her thin limbs quivering in the unusually freezing air. One more step and she'd be frozen solid─if it wasn't for Kimberly's arms wrapped around her. Cautiously, she carried the light child, until the two reached her vehicle─and the sixteen-year-old didn't normally steer it late at night without an experienced driver in the passenger seat. However, today, it was an emergency. Kimberly, handling her with abundant care, placed the little girl right outside of the old black automobile─which had been her parents' before they both passed later on. After inserting her car key into the keyhole, she allowed her to step in, and then walked to the other side to enter herself.
xxxxAlthough she would have started the engine and accelerated on any other day, Kimberly decided to deal with the other passenger's needs before that. Grabbing her essential first-aid-kit, she opened it to find solely a small bandage and other materials that would not be very helpful. The stranger had a deep cut, fresh red liquid now trailing down to her twig-like, frostbitten fingers. Despite how tiny the bandage was compared to the bloody area, Kimberly still did the best that she could, the cotton at least covering the broken skin. "I know how much it hurts. I'm going to fix everything once we get home, and there you'll be safe from whatever you were running away from. Okay?" She reassured, buckling the adolescent's seat belt and then her own. From the start, Kimberly wanted to make it clear that her own necessities were always the second priority, behind the other's.


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