ElataDiscordia
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Posted: Thu May 20, 2010 3:25 pm
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| Biocybera walked through the halls. She was gripping a child so tightly that the child's arm looked like it would break at any moment. Her expression was pissed. The woman's breasts heaved angrily under her single-button brown vest, and there was an occasional flash of skin from under her dark brown miniskirt. Red heels clicked on the floor, while hair only restrained slightly by a tan headband flew out behind her. Brown eyes looked on fire as she walked briskly. A locket around her neck, a pair of hoop earrings, and a pince-nez were her only jewelry. Twelve capsules were in pockets on her chest, each with a button on top.
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killerkitty
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 9:40 am
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| Miranda cried out in pain as her skinny arm was being squeezed. What had she done wrong? Her bright red hair fell about in odd angles and her green eyes were shining with supressed tears. The woman was scary when she was angry so she always backed away when she was in a bad mood. Right now she was terrified. She tried keeping in pace with the long strides, although she was being dragged most of the way.
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| _________________ They/Them
O shucks what's up buddy |
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ElataDiscordia
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 3:13 pm
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| Biocybera walked to a lab with her, winding around and inputting numbers into a number pad to open a door to another hallway, then going into a lab with her. "I need to play." she grumbled. This was a rarity. Biocybera never insisted on playing with children in labs. She picked the child up effortlessly and deposited her on the table, then took a drink of a bottle that smelled of apple. She began to strap the child down.
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killerkitty
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 1:16 pm
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| Miranda gulped. What was going to happen to her? She knew better than to ask, though, and just stayed still, trying to stop herself from trembling. She let her strap her without any resistance, but let out a small whimper. She was too young to die! Or get mutated in any way, like she sometimes read about in her books back at home. Home... What a strange word now. It brought longing into her heart.
((oops, sorry for not posting sooner ))
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| _________________ They/Them
O shucks what's up buddy |
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ElataDiscordia
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 1:55 pm
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| (( Tis alright. =) I tend to be pretty patient. ))
The woman pulled out twin syringes and a cart-load of mechanical parts, as well as a fresh cadaver that was hooked up to a machine to keep its parts alive. She injected the child on the table without a second thought, and her usually brown eyes were completely black now, a sign that this seemingly inhuman woman was pissed.
The first injection brought numbness, and so did the second, though they left the girl awake. A surgical knife was brought out of the cart next, then pressed against the girl's neck, right at the top of the uniform's cloth. It was slowly brought down, cutting the clothes away without harming the flesh.
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killerkitty
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 9:12 am
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| Miranda closed her eyes when the first needle was injected. She hated needles. But it only made her more aware with her other senses, so it hurt more. The second one at least wasn't so bad, as the first one was already taking effect. She got frightened when the knife was pressed to her neck, although she didn't feel relieved when it didn't kill her. That way, she would have ended with a short, quick death, instead of having to suffer whatever Biocybera would do to her.
'Why are you angry?' The words had escaped her. She felt like hitting her head against the wall for her stupidity.
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| _________________ They/Them
O shucks what's up buddy |
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ElataDiscordia
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 10:35 am
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| The woman stopped suddenly, looking at the child. "Hn. I guess the rumor mill isn't so hot these days." she muttered. "Fine, I'll tell you, little lemming." With that, the woman leaned in close. "You've heard of my father's visits, yes? The ones where he arrives and beats the crap out of me for giggles? Well, he came today and instead of damaging me, which would have been alright, he damaged my technology. So I need to do some constructive damage..." With that, she gave a harsh laugh.
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killerkitty
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 10:51 am
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| 'Constructive d-damage?' Miranda's gaze wandered around the room, lingering on the cadaver with the still-live body parts. In a shrill voice, filled with fear, she asked, 'what are you going to d-do to me?'
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| _________________ They/Them
O shucks what's up buddy |
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ElataDiscordia
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 11:24 am
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| The woman smirked. "Have you ever wanted to become a general?" she asked. "To wear whatever you want as long as it has blue, to eat as much as you want...? To have superhuman powers?" The woman grinned, then pushed on the girl's arm to see if there was any response. She should be numb by now.
Biocybera carefully dragged the sharp blade down the girl's belly, from the bottom of the ribs to just below the panty line. Some clips and the like stopped mass amounts of bleeding as well as held the body cavity open. Intestines pushed out eagerly, but Biocybera placed a clean hand on them to keep them under control.
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killerkitty
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 7:20 am
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| Miranda closed her eyes tight. A general. She was going to be a general. She had heard many things about them, and not all were nice. She did not want to see what was happening to her right now, and luckily she didn't feel anything. she felt light-headed, though. It was a strange feeling not being able to feel your own body, as if you were a puppeteer who's puppet's strings have been cut off. She started to panic and tried struggling, but couldn't even reopen her eyes.
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| _________________ They/Them
O shucks what's up buddy |
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ElataDiscordia
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 1:05 pm
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| The knife withdrew. "Stop that you little brat, or you'll end up killing yourself." she ordered angrily. In reality, there was only one nice general, one cruel one, and one who was very... official. Obsidian was the one that was kind to the children, while Psiblast sometimes killed for fun. Morticea wasn't overly cruel, but she took her position seriously.
"Don't make me change my plan and turn you into a monster."
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killerkitty
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 7:08 pm
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| So Miranda decided to keep herself still, although she felt terrified. She hoped that nothing horrendous would happen to her. She remembered the nights when she and some of the others would gather around and tell stories to each other about Biocybera, inventing all sorts of strange things. She wished she had never listened to any of them because now they made her fear worse. Could she really turn her into a monster?
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| _________________ They/Them
O shucks what's up buddy |
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ElataDiscordia
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 1:09 pm
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| The woman used her hands to gently feel around the child's insides, rubbing them to figure out if they needed to be replaced. Finally, when she was pleased with that, she pulled out a small device and pressed it to the child's intestines. The device gave a tiny shock, enough to see if there would be a reaction.
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killerkitty
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 9:20 am
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| ((eww))
Miranda felt nauseous. Her eyesight flickered in and out of focus and she started slipping out of consciousness. A shudder went up her spine when it got a shock, although she couldn't feel it.
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| _________________ They/Them
O shucks what's up buddy |
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ElataDiscordia
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 1:53 pm
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| (( Sorry, I can move on. ))
When the girl woke up, she looked and felt like nothing had happened. The child was suspended in a tube of goo, just like a child that had been injured. Biocybera was monitoring her. She had given the child a small amount of water-based powers, since it would not damage her body unless she drew the water from it.
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