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 Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 8:14 pm
"Awe, poor girl." Dr. Bronstein openly mocked her as he turned to Project Pattern.
"Be careful, this one can influence the actions of others. She can also tell if you are lying or not." He pat Project Pattern on the back and headed out of the room. The door closed behind him, leaving the two of them alone while Dr. Bronstein readied a lab for Pattern.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 12:32 pm
"Influence my actions? I don't even know if I influence my own actions...this one here might be fun to look at."
He walked over to the girl...his mind too ruined psychologically for her mental prowess to affect him. Though he did make sure of one thing, no lying about his intentions.
"Well yes 7254, I am Project Pattern. I will tell you right now I plan to do some experiments on you. Nothing that will leave any marks on you and you will not be hurt by them. I would ask for your consent normally but you will just say no to everything I can bet. But all I will do is test your brain waves, see how you react to small amounts of certain illicit substances. Depending on how things go you may also be put in an emersion tank, and some mild lucid hypnosis. I belive that covers it, for now."
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 2:14 pm
7254 glared openly at Bronstein as he left, letting her hatred show clearly on her face. Pushing herself off the floor, she stood and kept the wall as her brace, folding her arms around her protectively.
Her influence seemed to have no affect on Pattern's mushy mind, and she idly wondered if she could attack his emotions directly. It was worth a shot.
Making direct eye contact, Bella conveyed the same feelings as before, hoping for some affect.
"I don't like those ideas. And I'm not happy here. Isn't there something more interesting you'd like to do? You float is almost empty as well. What a pity." She spoke softly, dousing her words in soothing and manipulation.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 6:19 pm
Bronstein's cell line started to ring, IT was his line with the products he had in the feild... IT was from bloodhound(Sorry I am going to do some godmoding here and assume oyu pick up)
"Sir, Bloodhound reporting. I have made contact with the rouge product you sent me after but there complications sir. She seemed to be immune to my attacks and my bullet all where deflected from her like an invisable sheild around her. MY bike was stole by a resistance member but I am tracking there location with the bike... Do I case them down sir or return to the asylum?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 8:12 pm
He picked up the cell to some very unhappy news. "What?! Go after them Bloodhound! Do your best to kill all of them, but if things get too bad then report back here.." He then thought for a moment. "No, on second thought, just follow them to their home base. Fall back, and keep out of sight, once you know of their location, get back here. We will go from there, understand?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 8:16 pm
"Yes sir... I will not be seen. Bloodhound out." With that he ended the phone call, the master had his number anyway.
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 3:04 pm
"Unfortunately neither do I but these are the best tests I can offer you that won't hurt you. They will only affect you temporarily. You are lucky...if a handler was to be chosen to look after you then you would be heavily assualted and even killed."
Pattern looked at his float and saw it was near empty, and he knew he would want more soon.
"Well if you want some of these and my cotton candy then just come with me. You can tell I don't intend to hurt you intentionally."
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 8:06 pm
7254 sighed, then used the wall as a support to help her stand. He was telling the truth about not intentionally hurting her, and he made a good point about the handlers.
"Alright, I'll come with you. It's the best option I suppose." She shrugged her shoulders, aware that this was possibly about to be very painful.
"Besides, I'm kind of hungry; they have terrible food here."
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 1:54 pm
"The food..."
Project stopped dead in his tracks as his mind went off to the food and he looked down sadly.
"They... They have this horrible pudding here. Butterscotch pudding on Mondays. It's dreadful."
He was frozen in this spot while he feared the evil pudding...was he ever glad he had more privalages now.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 7:49 pm
Having nearly run into him, 7254 stared at the doctor with a confused expression. She decided he was about the saddest case of product she'd ever seen from this place, one that was ruined to the point of madness.
Finally she took pity and lightly touched his arm.
"I believe we were going somewhere?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 12:16 pm
"Oh yes my lab, I have a loab you know? It is much better than others here, and I have a cow too, only thing better than a cow is a human, unless you need milk, then you want a cow."
Pattern then waited for the girl tocatch up and then planned to lead her to his lab.
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 8:39 pm
((To the lab then. As yours is the senior character, I yield the honor of first post in a new scene. See you there.))
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 3:34 pm
Product 8724, possibly the loudest product the Asylum currently held. Instead of breaking down or lashing out, she remains upbeat and happy no matter what the situation. It has become unclear as to whether she suffers from the same metal condition as Project Pattern, but she is always monitored constantly. Music seems to fuel this one, and she enjoys singing happy and upbeat tunes in her native tongue. When placed in a room with death metal, she sings at the top of her lungs until she drowns out the sound.
Her physical condition has been altered to look more like that of a feline to match her personality. She does what she wants, when she wants. Though Bronstein has tried to control this, he has put this product on hold in an attempt to gain control over 7254 instead.
8724 smiled happily, she was always in a straight jacket, even in her own room, but she didn't mind. She could still walk. The woman smiled and twirled around the padded room before falling onto her rump. She smiled softly and stood back up before twirling around again, singing in her native tongue at the top of her lungs. " seiza wo nagakushitete mo watashi, ashi ga shibirenai
yofuke ni toukeigaku no honto ka yomifukeru no
PAATII DORESU wa aru kedo kouen de wa uite ita
hatsuon wa tadashiku iu no KARATTO wa KYARATTO!!"
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