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Post by Deleted on Sept 10, 2014 15:20:30 GMT -6
"Project Convergence, today is your release date." A woman said, scribbling down notes on her clipboard. She would look up, and stare at the creation before her.
Any semblance of pity she once had for their creation had vanished. The figure stepped out, flexing his hands. Emar would on to give her a brief look of annoyance.
"My name is not Project Convergence, I won't tell you this again, Elsa." He stepped down the small steps of his experimentation tube, coming to a stop in front of her. His imposing 6'2 figure towered over her 5'5 one.
Elsa merely blinked, putting up a small smile. "Sometimes I forget when you have like twenty scientists screaming it all the time. You've been modified one final time. You're our secret project on this black market of researchers.Though, I could be wrong, as we such a wide array of clients to modify secretly, but your skill for adapting to nearly everything can put you on par with most." She slides her glasses up, giving him a fixed look.
Emar shrugged, using his wrist to set up a projected appearance. Once that was set, he stepped to the side, looking like almost every other human. "So, I'm released aboard this ship? Where should I start?" He asked curiously, sitting down in a chair. Moment like these made him feel like an actual human. Once with actual flesh and emotions. He shrugged those thoughts away. They were pointless around this time.
Elsa remove her glasses, setting her note taking material down. "You can find something to occupy yourself with." She told him curtly, making her way to a computer. She updated the current notes on him. Out of the corner of her eye, she looked at him with amusement. "And please keep up the projected appearance. We don't need To scare anyone. Forgive me if my words are harsh."
Emar leaned on the palm of his left hand, careful not to activate the whip that laid dormant inside of it. "Sure." He shrugged half heartedly. He stood up from his seat, and stepped out. Elsa watched him go. She wouldn't the seeing him again. She had become accustomed to the nigh emotionless LOTUS. Though, she was sure he would act a lot more cheerful once he was out of here. She couldn't imagine being made for one purpose. She shook her head. The doctor was expecting results from their latest secret client. She pushed the man to the back of her mind. "Good luck." She thought warmly.
She had work tosend quietly, and bypass security. No one needed to know that they had taken a random LOTUS, wiped his memory, and made their own modifications to him. The consequences would be dire if anything was found out by the Draxians.
Elsa shivered uncontrollably. Nothin could be worse than the work she did now.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 10, 2014 21:08:28 GMT -6
"Months, I think."
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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 10, 2014 21:25:48 GMT -6
"You think? I guess it would be hard to keep time down here." Looking around at the monotony, feeling as though she'd passed through this same space a dozen times already, Kyrie asks "What do you even do down here to keep yourself occupied? Or alive, for that matter. There seems to be nothing of interest down here, and even less to sustain you. However you sustain yourself..."
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 11, 2014 18:46:29 GMT -6
"I don't need to eat." Manhattan responded before nonchalantly fixing a dented pipe as he passed it.
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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 11, 2014 22:36:00 GMT -6
"You said that earlier. Care to answer some of the questions you've glossed over, before we get more repetitive than this tunnel?" She was already growing bored, and had begun experimenting with the software available on her, apparently built-in, computer, with the screen projecting out in front of her from her neck.
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Post by HHDeception on Sept 11, 2014 23:31:59 GMT -6
*tap tap tap tap*
"So...rain in a few days huh?"
*tap tap tap-* "Ah...yeah, that's what the weather reports say. Think I'll stay inside."
Anthea impatiently toyed with her pens, waiting out that gap between designated arrival time and when the actual midterm starts. Some guy was doing his best to talk to her. It's admirable that he tried really. The human ability to allow hormones to cloud rational thought is utterly remarkable.
"Oh really? You know, me and some other guys were thinking of throwing a...."
She tuned him out. Why her of all- Oh right, pink cat ears. Well she can't very well go around campus in a business suit can she? At least, not when she's an Earth History student. Marketing, that's what she should have done. There no one looks twice at a girl in a suit. But then again, if she didn't have the ears she'd be noticed by the guys that look for the dressed down type. Human psychology. She's done that three times now and it still didn't make any sense.
She noticed that time wasn't advancing as quickly as it normally was and made a concerted effort to stop thinking so much. Maybe listening to the guy babble on would help.
"...ard we picked up another of those LOTUS pods. Scary huh? They say that they used to be human."
"I like to think they are still human."
"Cool! So uh...what do you think they look like? All robotic and stuff? I'd hate to run into one of those."
This is one of those moments where you fake a smile, right?
"Haha, yeah. That'd be scary alright. Let's hope there's none around here."
*DING DING DING*
"Good luck on the test. See you after?"
"You too. And sorry, I'll be long gone."
Ten minutes and 1500 words later Anthea exited the test hall. Finding somewhere where no one would see her vanish, she did.
She appeared at the awakening chamber beneath Britannia, meeting a draxan guard who was cleaning out the LOTUS pod.
"Sir, this one went smoothly I assume?"
"Ah! Ms. Corsiva. I didn't notice you there."
"Answer the- oh sorry," hologram off, "Answer the question please."
"They uh...the radioactive one is giving her a tour or something."
"Thank you."
She vanished again.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 12, 2014 8:21:07 GMT -6
"I sleep. I hum. I think." Was all that he answered before the hallway started to widen.
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Post by HHDeception on Sept 12, 2014 10:37:01 GMT -6
Anthea appeared before an Awakening chamber guard on the Fantasia
"How's he doing?"
The draxan just gestured over to the LOTUS who hadn't moved all that much since she left. She walked over to Sutter.
"How are you doing? Come to a choice yet?"
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Post by yellowclover on Sept 12, 2014 11:00:51 GMT -6
"We can't tell. Can you help?" He said pitifully. (Sheesh took her long enough I was going crazy here.) he thought to himself.
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Post by HHDeception on Sept 12, 2014 11:12:31 GMT -6
Anthea turned to the draxans.
"Hey, could we get a room for him in the same building I'm in? There's still space right?"
As they nodded and made some calls, Anthea grabbed the hologram projector they had ready and scrolled through some preset options.
"Any input on how you look? What colour hair do you want?"
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Post by yellowclover on Sept 12, 2014 12:07:10 GMT -6
"My hair was brown..., before." He says wistfully. "My face is still as it was, we don't know what else." He adds. ( ok this works let her pick for me, makes it all more believable.) he thinks to himself.
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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 12, 2014 12:15:46 GMT -6
"You hum? What sort of tunes do you hum? Now that I think about it, I should probably download some mus...Oh, are these my hardware specs?" Kyrie stopped walking to give her screen her full attention. "So, that's the RAM... Oh, I can record stuff I see, that's good... Bremalanotide? Calciseptine? What're these? It says they're both at 210 mL out of 210, but I'm not seeing anything about what they are..."
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Post by HHDeception on Sept 12, 2014 12:46:52 GMT -6
Anthea placed the projector on Sutter to see how it looked. Brown hair, fair skin, facial structure to match his current and some casual clothes. It'd do for now. She popped a mirror up in front of him.
"Thoughts?"
She also handed him a rectangular slab of technology.
"You remember phones right? This is a phone. My number's in it already. It also has your new ID, your home access, and credit card on it. Funds will be automatically added each week."
She showed him around the intuitive controls and checked her own to see if a message about the room was coming though.
"We can go now if you like."
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Post by yellowclover on Sept 12, 2014 13:02:10 GMT -6
"Ok... Thank you." He replied with a small smile.
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Post by HHDeception on Sept 12, 2014 13:15:36 GMT -6
A quick trip through a teleporter and they arrived outside in downtown Sakura.
"This is New Earth. It shouldn't be be too unfamiliar huh? Just watch out for traffic. Cars are automated now and the AI doesn't like jaywalkers. Your phone has a detailed map and pathfinding programs to help you get around easily."
A walk down a few streets and Athea arrived in front of a condo building. She waved herself through the door and led Sutter into a gravity chute elevator.
"If anyone asks, you're a friend of mine who just moved in from America. Your room is right around..." she waved his phone across a door and it opened, "here."
The room was basically furnished, like an upscale college dormitory. Still holding his phone, Anthea punched in a few locations before handing it back.
"I put the locations of a few useful shops down. Make yourself at home. If you have any questions, call me or the other hotline I put in here."
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Post by yellowclover on Sept 12, 2014 14:01:56 GMT -6
"Thank you." He said as he walked into the apartment. (Small, fairley quite, water, food, yes this should do for a spot to build up my swarm.) he thought to himself.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 12, 2014 14:11:27 GMT -6
"Fuel?"
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Post by HHDeception on Sept 12, 2014 14:13:33 GMT -6
Anthea nodded from outside the doorway
"We'll be in touch."
She made a phone sign with her hand before vanishing again, reappearing in her own apartment a few floors up. There was a call waiting. She picked up.
"I'll keep an eye on him sir, don't worry."
"It's not him we're too worried about."
Anthea thought they meant her for a moment, but then realized what it must be.
"The path I plotted will never intersect his. You can trust me on that."
"And avoidance is the best we can do?"
"For now? Yes. Now if you'll excuse me, I need a drink."
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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 12, 2014 14:41:33 GMT -6
"No, it seems I've got a battery. Big one too. Not to mention they're in a list with other stuff, pento...barbital, fluni...trazepam... It looks like they're all being stored in my arms..." Spinning her display around, she asks "Recognize any of them?"
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 12, 2014 14:46:52 GMT -6
"Heimer?" Manhattan asked.
"Numerous neurological agents including hallucinogens, relaxants, and aphrodisiacs."
"Ammunition."
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