Taken to the Stars RP 2

Skippa grunted a bit and sprung out of bed with a flick from his rudder. Shaking himself a bit, he changed the soggy diaper hanging around his waist and slipped into the soft robe that served a few purposes. One purpose showed his job to the general public of the Star Region and another was it was always nice and warm for the cubs he would now be taking care of to snuggle into. Sighing he walked out of his room and thought about the two kids who were inside the room behind the door he approached. He hoped he wouldn't need the restraints they were in but they were in place just in case, keeping the two now physically regressed cubs pinned firmly to bottom of the cribs they were in. Thinking about why they were brought here to the star region made him shake his head sadly. Both had a history of at least one abusive parent and one was taken from an Assylum while another was taken from a road he'd passed out on from exhaustion as he wandered looking for a family to love him. Skip leaned against the wall and waited for signs from within that they'd woken up.

Severed had started to wake up, whimpering as he couldn't move. His eyes started to open, looking around and letting out a meep "This isn't Danver's Asylum..." He tries to move but he was he was restrained "Heh... Like old times..." He said while working a claw into the lock to try and free himself, soon hearing the click of the latching being released before grinning. "Again, just like old times..." He was always able to escape from the locks at the asylum, the only reason why he never escaped was for the free food. Ater releasing one cuff, he looks down, feeling something odd before screaming out "WHAT THE FUCK?!" He snarled and wiggles around, seeing he was in a diaper.

Skip waited a moment and didn't hear Marcus wake so he stepped into the room. "I see the kitten is awake. And out of his restraints too! That's a surprise. Knew I shoulda magic locked it." Skip walked over to the crib and tapped the top bar, freezing it shut just in case while staying out of reach of the cat inside. "You look a little upset so I'll just sit over here till you cool down a little." Skip said walking over to a rocking chair to sit down and watch the cat's reaction.

He grins a bit, a wide, twisted smile that showed razor sharp teeth could be seen. "Magic wouldn't work for Cheshires..." He grinned a little bit before standing up in the crib, watching him. I have dealt with bigots like you before." He tapped at the ice, looking for a weak point and sighs before he finds none. "So what is the deal? Kidnapping someone from an asylum, quite a big risk bud..." He grinned, his yellow eyes glowing in the dark.

"Even bigger risk may be turning them into a kitten." Skip laughed. "It was part of my job. I had to bring a child with a strong spark in them, this child being you, and bring them here to what we call the Star Region for another chance at growing up again in a caring family setting."

Marcus began to cry from fear after he had awoken to find himself in restraints, one of the things he doesn't want to find himself in. The hedgehog finds himself in a new delima that's worse than what he been through, he doesn't know where he is, he doesn't know what's going on, although he didn't hear what from Skip.

He growls before FINALLY managing to slip through the bars of the crib and get out. Good thing he didn't eat much. He looks up at Skip with a glare "So you take kids and then restrain them? Sounds like some sick fetish to me..." He shakes his head "Ya'know, there is something called ASKING them to see if they wanted to come along with you, instead of abducting them in the middle of the night..."

Skippa smirked and with a snap of his fingers and a flash, Link appeared back in the crib again. "The restraints are a precaution to make sure you don't hurt yourself in a panic." Skip suddenly notices Marcus is awake and smiles warmly at him. "I was waiting for you two to wake up and then make sure you weren't going to thrash around too much before letting you out of them. As for the asking, how would this sound?" Skip chuckled before putting on a funny sounding voice. "Hey kid? You wanna leave your whole world behind to come and become a baby again and grow back up in a loving family?" Skip chuckled again. "Sorry but I think too many wouldn just laugh us off if it weren't for the fact most are in rather regretable situations. Now if you want out you're gonna have to promise not to hurt anyone or anything. You seem just a little on the agressive side at the moment." Skip snapped his fingers again and the bars of the closed-top crib doubled in thickness as ice surrounded them.

Severed snarled a bit as he sat in there, before sitting back up and glaring "Just get me out of her before I freeze myself..." He looks over before he turns his back to him. "Hey... Where the hell is my laptop, and my tech from the Asylum? I hope you brought that all along..." He shook his head and sighed, laying back down in the crib.

"Don't worry, the ice won't get you cold unless you touch it." Skip said reassuringly. "And as for your belongings, I figured those may be important to you so I brought them along." Skip sighed. "You know, you may want to thank me a little. You could be in a much worse position here."

The Cheshire cat sighs a bit and nods "I-I suppose your right... T-thank you..." He said as he stuck out a paw through the bars.

Skip ignored the paw for the moment. "You're welcome. I didn't want you to go through what I did unless it was by your own choice. Now if you're gonna stay this calm I'll let you out of there. Okay?"

He sighs and withdraws his paw, shaking his head "Yeah yeah... Just let me out so I can play my laptop..." He sighed and shruged a bit "I got roleplays to respond to..." He shook his head.

There was a small popping sound and the laptop appeared in the crib. Skip smirked at the kitten but snapped his fingers and the ice dissappeared and the bars lowered. "To tell you the truth usually cubs brought here aren't babies right away. They usually undergo a gradual regression as their memories of their past are tucked away and leave behind a fresh cub to work with. You'd get your memory back later but by then you may not care about your old life."

He shrugged a bit as he grabs his laptop and climbs out of the crib, using his claws climb down "Yeah yeah..." He opens the laptop as he sat on the floor, turning it on. As it loaded, it had a background from Fallout 3 with a Raider getting its head blown off and blood flying everywhere. "So now what?"

"Now is when I generally show you around." Skip shrugged. "This isn't like the normal circumstances though so pretty much whatever you want within reason. If you're hungry I'll fix you something or if you need a change since you're incontinent for the most part I handle that too. I'm your daddy, bro or whatever now so it's my job."

Marcus sees that Skip wants to make sure that he won't suffer through anymore of what he gone through that nearly took his own life before he had his chance to. However, how can he know that he can trust him?

Skip looks over at Marcus and smiles. "Sorry I haven't said anything to you yet little guy. Been busy with a slightly cranky kitty." Skip reaches into the crib and gently begins rubbing Marcus's tummy. "I know you've been through a lot too little guy. I'm gonna make everything nice again. Trust in me and you'll find happiness again."

Marcus could hardly laugh, but hopes that Skip can live up to his word, although he hadn't, himself, spoke not a word to him.

He looks over from playing Fallout 3 on the laptop and sighs "Oh bite me..." He sighed as he mewled softly, his tail flicking with a crinkle as he played his game. His technology was the only thing that could help him escape from the real world.

"Careful what you wish for." Skip laughed at Link. "I can bite from a distance. It's just frost bite." The friendly tone in his voice seemed to convey he wouldn't do that anyway. "By the way. Either of you two cubs need a change?"

The hedgehog just whimpers some from the wet messiness in his diaper.

Severed sighs as he laptop dies out and blushes as he notices that he was a little damp, mewling softly "I-I-I guess so..." He mewled softly as he stood up.

"Then let's get the two of you cleaned up then." Skip said smiling. He closed his eyes for a moment and the room felt suddenly humid. Water seemed to gather from the very air next to him and settled into the shape of another tall otter. A few tiny flashes saw it looking like a virtual clone of Skip, smile and all. One Skip picked up Link and gently set the kitten down on a changing table while another opened the crib and released Marcus's restraints before gently scooping him up and placing him on another table.

Marcus keeps crying as he gets out of the restraints (which he is glad to be off of) and onto a changing table. The wet mess and stench is so bad that he couldn't sit up... and he's too young to do that yet.