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Post by Sparrow on Jan 21, 2012 0:39:31 GMT -5
Just as Divo had finished talking a security guard escorting another prisoner to find a free cell passed by. He froze in his tracks once the image of a levitating clown registered in his mind. He backed up and peered into the cell, mostly ignoring James who is dazed and focusing on Divo.
"Who the heck are you?" he snaps after a pause to see if he was imagining it.
The escorted prisoner keeps silent, thinking it best not to address a floating man in a cell with someone whose obviously been injured by something.
James keeps still, staying down to avoid worsening his daze.
-mental breaking point 120/200-
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Post by Sweetheart on Jan 22, 2012 2:21:45 GMT -5
Suddenly, the floor beneath James opens up and the insurance agent falls down to a moving conveyor belt. The hallway he is slowly traveling down in hardly lit, with the occasional cheap light bulb illuminating the area. Every so often, the are blood splatters on the walls, some tracking the length of the wall, indicating someone had put a bloody limb there. The concrete hallway seems to radiate coldness, along with the sickly smell of dried up blood, made a felling of utter helplessness. Eventually a the conveyor belt ended and a hole appeared in the ground. James most likely tries to avoid falling in, but is helpless to do so. He fell, this time no light revealing anything. He landed on a pile of straw, breaking his fall. Around him, blood and straw filled a relativity small cell, similar like the one he was in.
"Hmm.. You don't look like the usual criminals I get." a voice spoke out.
In front of the cell, a averagely sized man with eye length black hair. stared at James, a light illumitating his glasses. He wore a long, blood stained lab coat. On his face he sported a clever smirk.
"What ever did a man like you do to end up in the delivery cell?"
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Post by Sparrow on Jan 22, 2012 2:31:26 GMT -5
As he was being led down the drafty tunnel he couldn't help but think how it reminded him of his ex-mother-in-law's apartment. Then faced with falling once again he can't help being reminded of the same thing prior. He looks up at the hole after digging himself out of the straw, then jumps when the man in the lab coat speaks to him.
"I... Uh, I kinda set a fire in a hospital." he nervously says after a moment of being unable to speak.
-mental breaking point 150/200-
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Post by Sweetheart on Jan 22, 2012 2:33:55 GMT -5
"Well, now I know."
The man quickly turn and was about to grab something from a desk when he stopped.
"You... You seem familiar. Do I know you from somewhere?"
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Post by Sparrow on Jan 22, 2012 2:43:42 GMT -5
James nervously glances around the cell then back to the man.
"... I don't know... Let me see." he says just as nervously.
He hesitantly walks over to the bars of the cell to examine the man more carefully.
After a few seconds a bell is rung in the back of his mind.
In surprise he says,
"... Romanov? ... Is that you?"
-mental breaking point 157/200-
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Post by Sweetheart on Jan 22, 2012 2:45:51 GMT -5
"You know me?"
Instantly, Romanov got more aggressive.
He walked up to the bars, pointing a P99 through the metal. His face wore an angry scowl.
"Who are you? Who do you work for? CIA? MI6? Interpol?"
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Post by Sparrow on Jan 22, 2012 2:51:55 GMT -5
James quickly steps back once being approached.
"Whoa whoa whoa. Hold up. For one I've only ever heard of one of those places. I work for Statefarm. I'm the insurance agent for TSE." he says quickly, holding his hands up in front of himself.
-mental breaking point 170/200-
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Post by Sweetheart on Jan 22, 2012 2:53:41 GMT -5
The anger melted from Romanov's face. He slid the pistol back into a holster hidden by the lab coat.
"OH! You must be James! Here, lets get you out of there."
After fuddling for a moment with the keys, the cell door opened.
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Post by Sparrow on Jan 22, 2012 3:01:05 GMT -5
"Yes that's me." he says still being cautious.
Once the door is open he timidly walks out. Looking around he says,
"So this is what you do in your spare time?"
He glances around a bit more,
"You know, I bet I can insure this place." he says nodding, then adds,
"What am I saying?" he says realizing once again what this place is.
-mental breaking point 171/200-
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Post by Sweetheart on Jan 22, 2012 3:06:00 GMT -5
"Well, let me welcome you to my research station."
Romanov reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small button. With a press, bright lights illuminate the station. It looks modeled after a military base, with a lot of boxes, tanks, and weapons located here and there. Moving supplies around the base were faceless cyborgs.
"I was bored one night, so I built this under TSE. This is a helluva lot better than that one shack I used before."
Hanging from the ceiling was a gigantic Hammer and Sickle suspended by dozens of chains.
"I want to show you my latest project. If you would, follow me."
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Post by Sparrow on Jan 22, 2012 3:10:40 GMT -5
James nods in response.
"Well, I'll say one thing. You TSE people sure are creative."
He follows but stay cautious.
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Post by Sweetheart on Jan 22, 2012 3:15:18 GMT -5
As they walk through a sealed door, a long hallway greets them, with large planes of glasses revealing rooms. The walk up to the first one. Inside there is an inmate, complete with orange jumpsuit, sitting in the room.
"Now, this is where I can get my cheap labor. I'm sure you saw the cyborgs in the hanger?"
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Post by Sparrow on Jan 22, 2012 3:27:45 GMT -5
"....Yes."
James starts getting a feeling that he should blot to find a way out of this strange base.
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Post by Sweetheart on Jan 22, 2012 4:03:48 GMT -5
Looking back into the room, a large wall panel opens up and several metal arms extend out. The inmate, visibly scared, backs away. The arms reach out and try to grab him. The prisoner, your typical "Don't fuck with my" skin-head, looks like a 5 year old in a horror film. The tried to escape the reach, screaming curses. The arms restrained his arms and legs and slowly began to drag him into the wall opening. He tried in desperation to get away, screaming even louder and shaking violently. Finally, he was pulled into the wall. The panel closed with him still screaming. A loud metal buzzing droned out the screaming until it stopped all together. At the foot of the wall, a pool of blood began to form, contrasting the white room. The buzzing stopped, and the wall opened up again. This time, out walked a faceless, gray cyborg, exactly the same as the others. The crimson blood began to dissipate, draining out from the room.
"Quite a messy procedure, yes, but it gets me the labor I require. Now this is only but a small part of my current project."
When Romanov finished, a loud beep occurred. From seemingly nowhere, a female electronic voice began. "Comrade Romanov, the Leader of the PLF is here to see you."
Romanov smiled again, the lights overhead again hiding his eyes from his glasses. "Good, send a few Automations to bring him to the experiment room."
"Yes, Comrade Romanov."
The Russian turned to James again, "How lucky, seems you came at a time to meet with one of my contractors."
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Post by Sparrow on Jan 22, 2012 16:18:06 GMT -5
James covers his mouth with his hand to hide some of his visible fear while watching the poor man's fate unravel. After it is all over he blankly stares into the room in shock. Carefully he glances over to Romanov when spoken too.
"...Yeah... L-Lucky me..." he says in a nervous laugh.
-mental breaking point 190/200-
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