the tower(m)
 

this thread has been titled 'm' for abuse, drug abuse, psychological abuse, torture, death, violence, references to abuse, terrorism, gore, homicide, potential adult situations, mental abuse, abusive/violent language, implied bondage, potential implied bondage(with sexual connotations), and potential whatever else, this story is an attempt at getting deep in the nitty-gritty of stockholm syndrome, it's sister lima syndrome and isolation. should this rp go beyond the tos a marker ---- will be used to show the cut and the story will be taken elsewhere until it gets back on track




the world has grown too small and in an effort to sustain the human race technicians have come up with ingenious domiciles that can remain self-sustaining with up to 20 people at a time. they are commonly referred to as 'towers'. several towers have been successfully placed along the great plates of the atlantic ocean and the earth's moon, new plans to put them on mars, earth's closest sister planet are in the testing phase, three towers have been placed in the borealis basin. the three test towers are set in a triangle surrounding a landing basin it takes 16 weeks to get from earth to mars. each tower as a precaution runs enough to support 10 members and is within communicating distance from the other two. four people man each tower, all are trained in mechanics, computer technologies, botany, health sciences, and are certified electricians the rest are workers

he stretched, hauler dregs were not made for comfort but soon he'd be free. the stupid boy who's cubby he stowed in should have known better than to hide a stow-away but as was the way with the poor and stupid, a bit of gold and a bit of thigh was all it ever took to sway them. he spat, the idiot didn't even know when he was being poisoned, but that was negligible. nineteen bodies and eighteen suits would not be noticed by a staff with a near-dead crewman until it was too late, there were no resources to spare turning around once the ship made it to orbit and the thirty-two weeks it'd take for them to get back to mars was plenty for him to have killed everyone and dismantle the towers. he smiled to himself. it was time to get this show on the road.

Samuel was deep within his tower when he got a signal saying a ship was arriving. "Hey, I though the Missy upstairs takes care of these kind of things." He grumbled, he would prefer to stay down here and not face the outside world at all, but orders where order and must be obeyed, "I'll be up in a sec." He informed the opperator. The only reason he was actually on Mars was to fix the towers up to make sure they would not kill Mars immediatly. Earth's president would much rather have him back on earth as he was so valuable but personally Samuel though it was a load of bull to keep him under wing.

he tucked his long russet locks under the helmet, he was glad for the anonymity the suits allowed him. he left the changing room and joined the others in the storage dock. he said nothing and simply followed the others in unloading the boxes and crates. it took hours and by the end he was hot and tired but he knew better than to complain or stop, suspicious people got questioned and he did not want to die so early in the game. just before they were finished he pulled a crewman to the side 'i don't feel so good, tell boss i need to go lay down' he was sure his voice was not a good match but as he was playing the sick as long as he got the muddy accent right it did not matter. the man accepted his plea and he made as if to go to the docks. instead he popped a box lid and slid inside. a few minutes later he felt his box being lifted and carried to the station landing. with a thump he was dropped and left, hiding for several more minutes he waited for the sounds of the ship leaving before popping his box and escaping, he left the suit hidden in a corner where it was sure not to be noticed and passed into the first tower and headed for the communications room.



ten minutes past the 11th hour the signal from tower one went out for six minutes, emergency communications were broadcasted and a return signal was sent /all is well/ /failed cable/ /back up in 36 hours/ /no help needed/

Samuel ended up not being need at the docks before he even emerged into the Mashian air, "Next time think before sending me out!" He yelled at the communications officer. "I actually have important work to do, unlike some aparently." Samuel ignored the squaking of the radio that told him all was fine a Tower Three. "Can absolutly no on do their job right?" Because he had been called to Docks then Communication he now had to rewalk several stories to get back to what he had been doing before. "Damn incopetents."

he all but flew down the connecting tunnel to tower two. he had to be very careful to get all three towers out as soon as the last tower sent out it's daily report to home base, he wanted at least a day to rig the explosives and set up the camera. if this went well he'd be able to get these damn atrocities off the planet forever. he made it to the hatch and popped it open with a fake card he slid in quietly

twenty-nine minutes past the 11th hour the signal from tower two went out for four minutes, emergency communications were broadcasted and a return signal was sent /checking cause now/ /back up no later than tomorrow/ /no help needed/

By the time Tower Two blackedout everyone became worried in Tower Three. "Tower Three personal please report to your Communication area, I reapeat Tower Three personal please report to Communication area."

"And what am I, chopped liver?" Samuel techniquely worked on all three towers but figured he should just head to the commications area of the tower he was currently in.

The message repeated several times before it was replaced with the message of, "Darik, Methisula, Tiva, Gregory, Marha, Mattius, Jova, and Travler, please report to your communication areas."

Samuel gave a long suffering sigh and walked back to communications grumbling all along.

he left this tower slower than before. he was getting tied but he had no time. he fished for an adrenaline syringe. he unwrapped the package and popped out the the needle, quickly he snapped it in place he paused long enough to tap out any air and push it in. it would take a minute or two to kick in but it would be enough, he forced himself into a second win and kept going he had until the twelfth hour to take out the final tower

Even as Samuel went further up into the tower he wondered what was causing the towers to black out. He had not noticed untill radio silence the the tower saying no help was need. For all anyone could know it was a couple kids playing with circuit brakers or it could be something else entirely.

six he thought to himself six of ten the synthetic kicked in around the time he found the first technician three bodies ago. he was running on that alone now. he skidded to a stop and hugged a wall as he heard someone come down the hall. he looked for a place to hide but none were avalible to him so he took a chance, sliding down to the corner of the hallway he waited for the footsteps to draw close damn! he could make out a second set now, he touched the charm around his neck. it was too late now. as the first body turned the corner he tackled it. it was a blonde lady. he grabbed her by her thin neck and snapped it. the other walking with her, a tall man get out a garbled word he could only assume started out as a curse. he leaped off of the woman and grabbed the man by his coat causing them both to fall, the man had just enough time to scream before he was throttled to death. he prayed to his goddess that noone heard, there were still two more bodies on this hell-tower and one of them was a technician. he got up quickly and took back off

When none of the others responded to the call togather, Samuel got slightly worried. He doubted all eight of them would suddenly decide not to call up and tell them they would be there in a few minutes. He picked up his radio, old fashioned but still worked fine, he turned it to a private frequency, "I'll go see what is taking the others so long." He said into it. He was only slightly worried and for all he knew they could have found the probelm already and have decided to fix it.

he figured the last two would be on the top floor at this time so he skipped the parameter check for the last two and took the back stairs straight up. the door closed before he could hear the ding of the elevator signaling a passenger

Samuel stepped out of the elevator and looked around. The hallway was empty and could not hear anything. That in itself was odd someone was always doing something down here. Samuel walked further down into the tower and stopped at the first body. He let loose a few swear words and did not even bother to check the person's pulse, they were dead. "One found, dead looks to be chocked." He reported calmly. The person to kill them was a male and about his same age. He quickly came across a female killed much in the same way, "Another kid is dead, female this time." As Samuel walked further along he could not help but wonder is it was the last person on the Tower that had killed the other. He gave his radio a horrifyed look, could he have been broadcasting to the enemy?

this was not good. this was very not good. in six minutes he'd have to send out the daily report back to the moon and the person missing was a technician. he had to decide whether it would be better to stick it out and give the report, knowing full well the other could try to run for another tower or sabotage the one they were in to disrupt signal and alert home base, or, try and catch the stray in enough time to send signal back and allot himself the couple of days he needed to properly destroy the towers, send his message and escape.

Samuel quickened his pace after the second body and stops using his radio. He barely noticed the other bodies as he went further towards the bottom of the tower. At the bottom he could probably get a better accessment of the current situation, he was either the only one left or the murdered was still in the tower.

he looked around for the camera controls, he remembered coming across them as he was going over the blueprints for the proto-tower, one-hundred-ninty-seven cameras sixteen in use. he found them quick enough and turned them all on. he slid into a chair and rolled to the dashboard. he typed in each non-room channel until he found the right one, he could see the last technician descending the fifth-floor stair. he looked at the timer on his watch. two minutes. if he left now he would not be able to make it back up until three minutes after the report was due but it would be nine minutes until he could get down there if he stayed. he cursed to himself, he did not want to use the force-feed but he had no choice. he rolled his chair over and laid the small box he had in his jacket pocket on the main console, it was only the size of a memory stick but it was smart enough to complete complicated tasks with few if any errors. he hoped today would be an error-free day. he flipped the toggle and let the box load then he typed up a comand and waited eight seconds for the box to give a beep. he was in. quickly he tasked the box with running each of the diagnostic reports and pull up the readings from three reports ago for tower one and five for tower three. finally he set the timer to run the task plus give an accurate reading of tower two and to send all the information at exactly noon. he rolled the chair and checked the cameras, the other was on floor two now. he leaped from the chair and threw himself into the elevator. he knew stairs would be faster but he felt the adrenaline shot wearing low so he did not risk it, he had a hostage to take.

Sameul knew if he got to the very bottom of the tower he could use a complete override to kill any power in the tower. Anyone and everyone in the tower with the exception of himself would have trouble getting around. Unless they had thought before hand and brought a flashlight or another souce of self sustainable light but most people did not think that far ahead. Samuel ran as fast as possible to get to the bottom of the tower, whoever the killer was they had probably relized he was not amoung the dead.

finally he lucked out, right as the door clicked he saw the man pass by. he reached out and caught the edge of a coat. he pushed out of the elavator and tried to get a firmer hold, the other wriggled free and sped from the door leaving him to stumble, he corrected quickly and lunged for the other man taking him down. the other struggled in his grip but he had the advantage of strength. he managed to jam his thumb in the others solar plexus causing the other male to cry out. he pressed his thumb harder "quit struggling"

Samuel did not stop struggling at the stranger's request. Why should he listen, this was most likely the murderer or someone who worked with the murderer. There could be many more people killing the others in the towers. Samuel struggled harder against his enemy while at the same time trying to curb his cries of pain from the thumb in his solar plexus. "Get off." Samuel growled pointlessly more then sure the guy would not listen.

he growled out a sigh and swapped his finger for the heel of his palm the other bucked and writhed under him nearly pitching him off "i said enough!" he pressed hard enough to make most throw up or pass out. he needed this one alive. he struggling lessened and stopped though he doubted it was because the other had lost awareness, he bent down awkwardly his hand still pressed on the man's lower abdomen. "listen and listen well. i don't have to take a hostage." he let it sink in for a moment before he continued "if i let you up will you behave yourself?"

Samuel did not want to die and so nodded his head. He was not sure what exactly keeping him alive would do to help this guy or whoever he worked for but he figured he could stay to find out then get himself killed. "Yeah, I'll 'behave.'" Just because he had accepted his position did not mean he was defeated, Samuel let annoyance and distain drip into his voice at the very end.

"lets make sure you do" he rifled in his pockets looking for one of his tranqs he hissed as he sliced himself on a bit of broken glass. gingerly he pulled everything from his pocket. he had broken his other adrenaline, most likely while fighting the oaf under him. he sighed but did not dwell on it, he'd just have to be fast. he popped the seal on the tranquilizer and skillfully assembled it with one hand. he pricked the other with the syringe and injected about a third. "there, it'll make you feel better" he counted to twenty and let the other up making sure to keep an arm though it was less to keep him from running and more to keep him upright. he made sure to dose just enough to give the other one hell of a tilt

Samuel saw the syringe and went as still as possible. The more he struggled the worse this would be but he still watched the syringe suspiciously. And despite the other's words he doubted it would make him feel better at all. Shortly after he had been injected, Samuel felt woozy and sleepy. "Whad'ya drug me with?" He asked only slightly aware what was coming out of his mouth.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Benzodiazepines


"just a sedative, you won't die or suffer any after-effects" he popped the needle-tip from the syringe and pocketed the rest. he led the other carefully to the elevator. "watch your step" they ascended to the medic's floor and he led the other out. sitting the man gently on the floor he went about gathering tape and syringes he also found several sedatative drugs both injectable and consumable. he bagged what he found along with the usual slew of band-aides aspirin and alcohol. he was just as careful pulling the other back up making sure not to jar him, it would not due for his hostage to get sick all over the place. they headed back to the elevator and then up to the top of the tower.

The ride was mostly uneventfull and it passed for Samuel in a slight haze. He was aware they had stopped and where going up but that was almost all he could tell. He stumbled out of the elevator even with the other person's assistance. Samuel tried to take in his surrounding and figure out something, he would go for anything right now. He was able to focause enough to tell this was the top of the tower and that gave him minute confort except something told him it shouldn't.

by the time they got out he figured something was wrong "shit, you are sensitive aren't you?" he did not expect an answer and did not receive one. "we can't film if you can't talk" he he shifted his bag and pinched the bridge of his nose. there was no helping it, he had to wait for the drug to wear off some. unfortunately there was no telling how long it'd take to wear off and he did not have another adrenaline.he was discouraged and could feel himself flagging. he looked at the other "you are lucky, you get to live a few moe hours at least" he led the man to the chai and sat him down. he tied the man up with an entire roll of medi tape on both his hands and legs leaving him firmly taped to the chair. carefully he tipped the chair sideways onto the floor. "ok, we are going to take a nap now, be a good boy and don't choke on anything." he made sue the other was in no danger of drowning should he throw up after-all and then backed up a few feet to the door. he reached an arm up and locked it then leaned back. goddess he was tired. he fell asleep.

Samuel, dispite his best attempts, quickly fell into a coma sleep. His body was combating the chemicals of the benzodiazepine. Samuel dropped off quickly and took a while to resurface from the drug induced sleep. Having temporary forgotten why he was tied to a chair his first thought and sound was, "Wah?"

he twitched awake at the sound his hand instinctively going for the knife at his thigh. he relaxed as he realized it was simply the technician. "how do you feel? what is your name? do you understand what is happening right now?

Other then the blood all pooling in the head he felt fine and said so. Then all of what his captor asked him proccessed, "You kidnapped me and you don't know my name?" Samuel asked disbelieving. "And I think I have a pretty good idea what happened. You killed everyone working at the towers," With the exception of the one worth the most to earth, "kidnapped me and probably plan on holding me hostage. Am I right?"

he sighed, his head hurt and his limbs felt leaden but he stood anyway "you just came off sedatives, temporary memory-loss is not unheard of, i wanted to see if you were able to recall both short-term and long term memories" he stretched his sore limbs and walked over to the other picking up the chair "temporary hostage most likely. if negotiations are not made or met your life is forfeit" he checked the other's hands making sure they were not discolored or swollen. "move you fingers for me please"

Samuel did as directed and moved his fingers. "So I'm only as good as far as negotations?" It was an interesting scenario and one he hoped not to be repeating anytime soon. "So what exactly do you want to get from Earth or the moon, Echo?" His captor had not given his name and Samuel did not feel like asking.

echo? he had only spent a few hours in the company of this person, most of which the other was not aware for, and already the man had given him a name, as if he were a pet. he watched the man wriggle his fingers, reaction time was good and there was circulation. "yes, and you will be my bargaining pawn for making the un retract all plans for building anymore buildings on this planet. to prevent them from repairing the remains of these three towers built or to build new towers on any other planet within traveling distance." he stuck two fingers to the man's neck pulse was strong, no skipping or irregularities. "should they fail to negotiate you will die here, you have seen too many things that can be used against my fellows. hopefully should you have to die you may do it alone." he knew there was a good chance that his superiors would have him deleted should he fail.

Samuel gave a humorless chuckle when the other laid out what he wanted to happen, "Might just want to kill me now, Echo, and spare yourself the trouble of keeping me alive. They aren't going to agree to those demands even with /my/ life on the line." And was that not the truth, the world leaders had decided that every planet with in a certain distance was to be completly strip mined of any and all resources. "And there are more of you running around?" One murderous guy working for Mar's benfit was more then enough in Samuel's mind.

"sixty-three and a few unnamed moles here and there, though at this time it is me and five others. i just drew the lucky straw and got the easy planet" he knew it was not true, of the three mars was the most difficult to get to and the most dangerous, these were two-man jobs but there was no way to get more than one man up here, only his repeat success in hacking and infiltration had made this a possible endeavor. he sighed as the box beeped. "this is my least favorite part" he went to code in the information to hack the cameras

"The electronical stuff?" Samuel asked trying to see the screen, "Or the whole kidnapping and hilding some random dude hostage?"

"violence" was all he said. he finished his typing and moved the chair closer to the camera. he the went over to it and reaching up angled it to get the best view. he checked the screen behind them and nodded. he went back over to the other and stood next to the chair, they waited several seconds until the box beeped. he stood straighter and looked at the camera "hello members of the security council and other un and lun members. i am theodore kaczynski and i come bearing a message. you will stop development of 'towers' on mars, luna-moon and mercury. as you may well already know from the recent bombings on luna-moon and earth we are serious and this will be no different. mars is not your whore to be raped and destroyed. this is all that remains of your crew" he turned to the technician and taking the edge of the chair back-handed him hard enough to draw blood. "this sole survivor is one samual drakivyn, without him this tower cannot be run, as of sixteen hours ago he is the only man outside of luna-moon with the knowledge to operate and repair a tower. he is what i offer you in exchange for your compliance. have a nice day" he went over to the panel and keyed in another command, this time to terminate the camera reception.

Samuel's check throbbed and he ignored the copper taste in favor of something else, "How do you know my name?" He had never suplied it, nor had he explained that he was the only person able to operate and repair the towers.

"it is my job to know everything and i am good at my job" he grabbed the duffle he had left on the floor "if you bite me i will knock out your teeth" he pulled out several cotton-swabs a bottle of water and aspirin. he opened the water and held out the medicine "open" the man complied and he put it on his tounue. he then offered the water and tipped it. he figured it tasted nasty, swallowing blood always did but that could not be helped. when the othe had somewhere around half the bottle he pulled it away and held out the cotton swabs "again" the other did as was told and he slipped the cotton into the side that was bleeding

Samuel ignored the other's thread and bit down on the hand. It was removed quickly but the cotten swab was left. Samuel used his toungue to hold it to his bleeding check.

he laughed at the sight of his hand, he was not sure if any of the blood was his but the marks on his fingers said enough that he'd seriously have to reconsider learning to play the violin "you are awfully gutsy, i respect that." he smacked the other again quickly, his face now replaced with an angry grimace "but you also have a serious listening problem and that needs correcting" the chair tipped back but did not fall. he leaned close enough to the other that his face could be clearly read "do know there are two ways to do this, peacefully and in a coma. i would rather not you force me to chose the latter" he leaned back his face now bland "do you understand?"

Samuel rolled his eyes and release carefully spit the bloody cotten ball out. "I can hear just fine, and I understand you perfectly." Samuel gave him a slightly bloody grin.