Ryoshi startles backwards tipping her chair over, but reacting fast enough to not land flat on the floor. She crawls over to the edge of the desk and gets eye level with the eyes in the jar. She stares at them, tapping the jar gently to the following taps.
Location: In my happy place... hey, wait... There's someone else in here! O.o
Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 5:30 am Post subject:
((Ooh, moorse code. Nice touch))
*Talking* "Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz... how 'bout your place?... zzzzzzzzzzz... oh, yes, I have tons of money... zzzzzzzzz" ((Just a normal fantasy dream)) _________________
I still come here and I bet you don't know why!
Ryoshi stared at the eyes. How could some metal understand why she tapped? How did it know morse code? "I must be up way too long. This isn't possible. These eyes aren't speaking to me, they aren't moving, I am just beyond tired. That has to be it." Ryoshi picks up the jar with the eyes without looking at them a second time. She walks over to the refrigerator, opens it, and places them inside. She grabs herself another hi-calorie CanO'Gunk and closes the door. She opens the can, chugs half of it, walks over to the medicine cabinet, pops open the Valium and takes 4 of them. ((Trust me, sleep regulator, suprathyroid, she needs lots to knock her out)) She finishes the can, places it quietly into the trash.
She goes into her closet and pulls out some fresh clothes, walks into the bathroom and takes a quick shower. Dries herself off and puts on some PJs. Tank top and pants. There is a felt froggy in the middle of the tank top, and several printed cartoon froggies on the pants against the white fabric. ((Yes, these exist, I had a pair ))
She walks over to her bed and stares down at Nick. She pauses. That's right, I gave him the bed. He doesn't seem dangerous...and I have a hard time believing the charges against him, especially now with that name on the eyes. Something isn't right. Hopefully he doesn't mind, a warm bed is always nice.
Ryoshi climbs into her bed behind Nick. She stares at the back of his head for a while. Be it the drugs or reckless abandon, or the fact there's been no guy in this room for a long time, she cuddles up behind him, spooning him, placing one arm around his waist and passes out. _________________ Sarcasm, just one more service that I offer.
Chris woke up it was still early in the morning, about 2:30 am. ”Well if there is a time to do this now would be it.” Chris cut into his left arm with one of his claws. He carefully traced the spot of all white fur on his arm. He pulled back the skin and removed the small plastic container from his arm. The container was 1 cm in diameter. Chris bandaged his arm up. He opened the container and removed the chip that lay inside. Chris stared at the chip; it gave off a blue light. He took a deep breath and then with trembling fingers found the socket about midway down his back on the left side of his spine. He placed the chip in the socket. Even with his fur lines of blue light appeared all over his body, it looked as though some of his veins had energy flowing through them. This faded away slowly after a few seconds. What the hell happened to you? Jeez, I mean did they beat you with a sledge-hammer for the past 3 years? “Well it’s good to see that you’re still the same, Teris” What can I say? I’m predictable. “It’s nice to have you back.” _________________ [size=20]Gravity is a contributing factor in nearly 73% of all accidents involving falling objects.[/size]
Ryoshi crept closer to Nick as she slept, her tail wrapping around his left leg. Whether this was a conscious decision or sub-conscious, Ryoshi most likely won't remember come morning.
Ryoshi doesn't sleep much, her sleep regulator makes sure of that, as does the suprathyroid. She doesn't care much for her dreams either. They tend to make her more upset than happy. Avoiding sleep is avoiding sadness. But no, not tonight.
Ryoshi's dream recalls the silver boxes within the one called Reverend. She was sadly all too familiar with the style. Back to her days on Kartoa. Thratoa Corporation was the company's name she worked for. While they developed all kinda of mechanical items, they were best known for their wares. The name is known galaxy wide. At Thratoa, Ryoshi was assigned to a 3 man development team. It was the team's job to come up with new wares and to improve on the old wares. Per government rules, they weren't to test on themselves, or others. For a while they didn't. The development team did everything in theory and in the computer. But there was no way to be 100% sure that the items would work. Tsuretsu and Ryuu were the other parts of the team. Both male. After months of exploration, Ryoshi decided she would allow some of their inventions to be added to her. While it was not permitted, all 3 needed to be sure things worked, and if they didn't, they needed to know why, what it felt like and how to change it.
Tsuretsu and Ryuu had come up with a few ideas of their own, and Ryoshi happily went with them. Tsuretsu would "acquire" subjects of several species to test upon. Ryuu and Ryoshi would record the data and fine tune the equipment. The three started to become outcasts, keeping themselves separate from the rest during lunch, dinner and breaks. Because the 3 spent so many long nights and days behind closed doors, their supervisor became concerned. The office was closed for a week, for a global celebration. Although the three were determined, even they knew better than to avoid the celebration. The celebration was an annual event. It was to honor the heroes of the past and present, to honor the peace created, and the treaties and agreements that followed.
During this week, the cameras were hidden and set in the office. When the three returned to work, they knew no different. They continued their work. Their theories and concepts. The current project they were working on was a way to enhance the body, but to keep the enhancements small and interchangeable. Where ever they were put on a body they could easily be switched out with other wares of this kind. The concept was to make small boxes, easy enough for the wearer/user to switch out as needed. Say they needed a little extra strength for lifting a heavy item, just pop in the strength "box". Needed to run faster, there was a speed box. Dexterity, stamina... you name it, it was created. And the cameras caught it all.
One fateful day, a bust was done on their office. Tsuretsu and Ryuu were condemned to death for what they did to the subjects they "acquired". The subjects were of many races. Death was suitable for them and the burning of all files. Ryoshi on the other hand, since she had voluntarily accepted the wares, and to be a test subject was sentenced to exile, to live out life, longing for that she can never return to.
Ryoshi sees the two led to death's row as she was sent off to exile. They were executed on live television, or so was the information sent to her ship.
Ryoshi's insides began to twist in anger. They weren't dead. There is no way they are dead. Cover it all up. Exile her and they can move forward. No one is going to believe an exiled Thraxah, especially one lone Thraxah.
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Nick stirred in his sleep which brought Ryoshi's mind to a calmer time as she felt his fur on her scales. She remembers being young. Her mother always the gentle soul, her father just as gentle. She remembers their love and caring. Their warmth. Ryoshi's mind calms and allows her to sleep the rest of the night with no further interruptions. _________________ Sarcasm, just one more service that I offer.
As Ren slept, he had a nightmare.
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A kid with white skin and hair sat in a vent. What he was watching was his parents being tortured. The man was slowly cutting their skin with a dull knife. How does that feel? I bet it hurts like a bitch. Hahahaha! He licks the blood off of the knife. Then proceeded to slowly cut their fingers off. First segment, second segment. Their screams were unnatural, piercing the air. After what seems like hours they finally die. The boy in the vent was crying.
Then it shifts to another memory. It's the boy, only he's older. He's crawling in a vent. There's the mark, cut the lights now. The lights suddenly go out. The boy drops out of the vent and slits the guys throat. Then took some things from the place and crawled back into the vent.
It shifts one more time. This time the boy is about 15. He's talking to the man who killed his parents. So, I have a question. Have you ever been on the planet Rathex?Yeah, a long time ago, on business. Why? Suddenly the guy finds himself on the floor, unable to move. Because your business involved my parents. Don't bother trying to move though, the poison running through you prevents you from moving, but, He stabs the guy in the leg. He yells out in pain. It leaves all the pain. He starts cutting the guy up. How does that feel? I bet it hurts like a bitch. The man screams.
Ren suddenly wakes up. Wha...? Huh, it's almost time to get up I bet. Oh well, may as well read one of the books I got here. He picks up a book titled "Advanced cybernetics." _________________
"He finds you when you're sleeping, and when the daylight fades..."
The whistling wind blew past, a roar of destitute elements. It held every color known to me, as well as any smell, taste, and sensation. I wondered about sounds, but I guess wind doesn’t need to make a noise. It’s just often more convenient. Then again, I’m not really sure this could be classified as wind.
The ground below me seemed to react to the wind. It faded to sand, the recognizable surroundings blurring into a storm of nonsense. I laughed soundlessly as I watched it go. It pricked at my skin; inside my skin. I lifted my arm to watch the sand crawl around in my veins, my muscles, my bones. Pretty soon my own arm would be unrecognizable as it shifted and crackled into millions of individual particles. That didn’t bother me though; it always did this. It always hurt this bad. As soon as I recalled the previous times this had happened my mind seemed to recognize that my body was indeed in intense pain. I screamed pointlessly and held both arms in front of my face. The skin was already flaked away and I could see the muscle being ripped off the bones.
Just then my legs gave out and I tumbled. I lashed out with my failing arms and grabbed the closest thing I could reach. It was a console, and I was on a ship. Not just any ship either; this was my ship. As I pulled myself up off the floor, my fingers slipped. I fell on to my back and looked at my fingers. They were soaked with blood, but oddly they didn’t hurt. The trail of dripping crimson came from my arms, where the pain originated. Similarly there were spots of twisting discomfort that stung at my nerves and ached my innards. With a shivering hand I grabbed at my chest and what I touched left me speechless. My breath came in shallow spurts and everything in the ship began to fade to black. It’s all so dramatic, like a play unfolding with me as its star. Unfortunately this seems to be a tragedy, and I am slated for death. I collapse to ground; it’s sticky wet with blood. The world disappears from my senses.
Sarasvati wakes to the faltering buzz of his internals reengaging. Just like that first time, after the gods had taken him. He sat up in his cell and lifted his arms. They whirred as they rotated and stretched. Evidently the sedative had been cleaned from his system, hopefully without any negative effects on the bionic filters in his mechanical blood pump.
Without moving Sarasvati considered his situation. It was obvious that the people of this place were ripe for conversion. The gods had reassured him of that the day before. The only thing that stood in the way of a grand revival was the security of this prison. It was imperative that the security system be brought down before any further progress could be made. _________________
"I don't care, DO IT!!!" "Fine! There." The was the sound of metal scraping against metal as the added on cargo bays of the Tinfbel's Military prototype aka Teris 1, broke free and floated away. "Happy?" A Holograph looking like Chris but with red coloring was sitting on a counsel and was looking really pissed off at Chris. "We are now 50 tons lighter and 6,500,000 credits poorer, if you count the bays and their cargo.""Does it look like I care, Teris?""No but I thought I would mention it.""Thanks.... so how is reactor 2?""The repair droids are doing their best but they can't do much the coolant pipes are cracked and leaking badly." A laser streaked over head "Damnit..................."
The dream stopped and only the holographic Teris was visible. "Could you dream of something else? I really don't want to see this again."
"I hate when you do that." Chris was now awake which was fine with him; the short man was just starting to make his morning rounds. _________________ [size=20]Gravity is a contributing factor in nearly 73% of all accidents involving falling objects.[/size]
Hmm, interesting. You you reroute this... And that would bypass... Which optimizes... Hmm, now why didn't I think of that? Oh well. He continues to read and memorize the information in the book. It had sections on prosthetic limbs, how to increase the durability of dermal overlayers, and even ways of installing computer interface augmentations to people. Hmm, I think I'm going to have to ask Smoke for a new book on cybernetics. I may as well learn as much as I can before I die. He then flips to the military cybernetics section. This particular section has more aggressive augmentations than other sections. It includes how to break down certain weapons and alter them to be attached to a full prosthetic body. Uh huh, what else? He starts reading about how to increase the strength of dermal armor without putting too much weight. Hmm, too bad I don't have a specialized lab to work on stuff like this. Let's look at the modules now. He flips to another section. This section involves brain affecting cybernetic augments. There's the computer skill enhancement module, the memory enhancers, and a popular with diplomats and hopeless romantics: The pheromone package. Heh, too bad you can only use a few modules at a time. Use too many and your health suffers immensely. Oh well. He keeps reading.
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"He finds you when you're sleeping, and when the daylight fades..."
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