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Jan 01, 2011 05:18PM
He frowned. "That was not in my original formula... which assistant was in charge of your creation? Also, humans and experiments were not supposed to be cleaning today. I was testing my new cleaning machines..."
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He frowned. "I made the formula and plans using alligator for scales, and an eagle for eyesight, wings, and such, and all I did was alter color and shape of the wings... claws were never part of it," he said. This undermining of his plans had gone by and he hadn't even noticed it?
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"Not really. I know what I'm doing. My former assistants did not, however. It seems he intentionally tampered with your formula."
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"I should run a few tests on your DNA and look through the old records to see what else my incompetent lab assistants either intentionally or accidentally screwed up," he said coldly. Again, further proof that only logic and his own self could be trusted.
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He nodded. "A strand of hair, saliva, anything will do. I should have the results in the early hours of tomorrow if there isn't a pending experiment waiting on my desk when I return to my lab." He pulled a vial out of his coat pocket, and looked around at the cells. "For now, I require your assistance in cleaning the cells and hallways of this wing of my laboratory. I shall need you to supervise and restock the machines as they go about their work."
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"Well, I recently ventured a trip down here and noticed the filth my experiments were living in. Apparently the assistants never cleaned the cells, despite my direct orders. I've created a set of machines that should eliminate the possibility that I myself might have to clean the cells. One main machine should move along the hall, stopping at every block, which contains four cells. Then, eight smaller machines are programmed to slip through the bars and do the cleaning. A very complex machine it is. It would take days for me to explain exactly how it works. I think it's been one of my more impressive inventions. It removes the uncertainty of whether or not a human did their job properly."
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"I was never aware that you wished for the cells to be cleaned." Roan was beginning to see that the scientist cared for his experiments, if only a little. She, like her friends who had escaped, had always thought that he never cared for them once they'd been created.
"Apparently my idiot assistants never cared to pass on that information," he said with a frown. "No matter. This machine will take care of my problem. The main body will clean the halls, and the smaller parts will do the cells. There are twelve of these machines for this wing, so I'm sure it will be fine."
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"All that is required of you is restocking the machines and reporting any problems with them to me."
Lana listened to this discussion with interest. "So he really does care." She muttered darkly.
The Scientist heard a small whisper, and turned. "What was that?" He asked in case it was directed at him. It was mostly for intimidation.
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"No matter. I heard the word 'care,' and that is something I clearly do not exhibit. I simply... thought it in my best interest to keep my experiments in bearable living conditions." He said, mentally cursing his stupidity. If his experiments began to believe he actually felt empathetic emotions and weakness, then it would be the same thing as his assistants--they would no longer listen to him, and he would have to either punish them to the brink of insanity or simply off them. He detested both options. "Roan, seeing as I spared you the fate of my assistants and you have proven yourself to be an intelligent creature, I will run any test you would like to alter your experiment. Also, you have free run of the lab. I am putting experiment Nº7 a similar position. You will basically be my assistants. However, the real testing and experimenting will be under my control."
((I want to make a new assistant for the scientist... one who's actually competent and caring :D))
((YAAAAYYY :DD hehe.. but how? he killed all of them xDD ))
((Well how about she's heard rumors about him and became really curious so she started looking for his labs and after a year finally found them! Sound good?))
((it does indeed! exciting >:DDD ))
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"One of my more expensive ones... you've probably never seen her. She resides in the mechanics department." He handed her a card like the ones used in hotel room doors. "This will give you access to this wing and the mechanics wing. Find Neves and alert her to the situation."
((i'm lost...did we start over already?))
((OH my. Someone is lost already??))
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((She is. Where is everyone?))
((Most people are in the scientists fortress(:D) but some are in random places around the world, like Owen for instance...))
((ok, I know what to do!))
Daemona wakes up, cold bars pressing against her back.
Daemona wakes up, cold bars pressing against her back.
((haha I'm game for whatever is going on right now... now i'm confused xD ))
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"Okay, I will go find her," she said, turning. She needed to get rid of the broken broom as well.
((I'm just going to say a person came after Owen, he struggled but was caught and is now being brought to the scientist...))Owen kept his head down as he brought into an all white room. He stared at the floor which was inevitably white. All white rooms made him feel claustrophobic and brought back very bad memories. He couldn't believe he'd been caught, even after he was so careful with his escape! He growled when his captor gripped his arm too tight, other than that he mostly obeyed.
"That scientist better get here soon, I feel uneasy in this place." The captor looked around and shivered slightly.
Owen raised his head to look him in the eyes. "Well you wouldn't have to be here if you hadn't captured me, would you?"
The captor snorted but didn't answer the question. Owen lowered his head to hide his smirk.
((I changed his personality *evil grin*))
Daemona stands, her tail drooping dejectedly. She mewls sadly, tears running down her face. "I wanna go outside... It's so dark in here..."
((I was thinking maybe I'd combine Neo and Owen's personality but they're like polar opposites so that was kinda impossible. So instead I'm just changing Owen's personality a bit.))
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Roan heard her old friend, Daemona's cries from a nearby cell and froze.
((I need Mr. Scientist to come and take Owen...))Valerie stood in front of a door, she was sure it was the right door... but what if it was another empty house? She'd promised herself that this was the last place she was going to search before giving up so if it was the wrong one this was the end of her year long search. A tear escaped down her cheek at the thought of having to go back home and forget about all of this. She wiped it away and her expression hardened.
"Geez Valerie, get a grip." She took a deep breath and opened the door, the fact that it wasn't locked worried her a bit. She pushed through and what she saw inside the house surprised her quite a bit...
Daemona whimpers, her claustrophobia tormenting her.
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"Daemona, is that you?" she gasped.
((all rightey :DD i'm here))The Scientist got a beep on his phone, and said farewell to Roan. He walked down to the main hanger, and opened a door. "Disrespect was always one of your biggest flaws, Owen. I never could completely break you," he said coldly. "No problem. Irrevocably scarring you was enough."
Daemona rushes over to Roan. "Roan! I missed you so much!" She whimpers again, feeling as if the cage was shrinking in on her.
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