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 Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 7:56 pm
In the IA guild is an elevator. On inspection of this elevator you would see the mirrored walls with a handrail all around it and next to the door lay the normal buttons you would see, 1st, 2nd, 3rd and of course B1, where the ruins of the old guild lay. But apart from all the buttons that you would normally see, there is another. The button holds a PL on its' shiney face.
Pressing the button takes the elevator pummeling, all inside it becoming weightless as the mirrored walls become transparant, showing the Astral infinity which you travel through. As the unsettling suprise dissappears and the amazement and wonder sets in, the gravity comes back and the doors open.
Within the door lay sunlight, beaming in through a gigantic glass dome. Animals of earth and other in cages lay everywhere along with assorted robotic parts of every shape and size. Small cleaning bots rush along the floor, keeping the tile clean as feeding robots go about tending to plants and animals.
A voice echoes from the elevator announces in a flat tone...
"Welcome to Psiko's Lab"
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 8:03 pm
Solemnly, Psiko floats on a cushion twenty feet above the ground, the screen of his computer simply appearing infront of him as he typed on an ethreal keyboard, each key blinking red as he touches it.
Furiously he enters the data, his hands flinging as if in spasms, the screen blinking up several images, before bringing up the next set.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 8:13 pm
Reiko stumbles out of the elevator, holding her stomach and looking rather ill. She looks up at Psiko and moans unhappily. "Why... why an... elevator?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 8:14 pm
"Because I felt a trap door was innappropriate..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 8:17 pm
"How very considerate of you." she says, her voice heavy with sarcasm. She croushes and begins inspecting some random robotic limbs.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 8:22 pm
"Next to the elevator there should be a small box, there are dramamine and barf bags within, whichever you think you'll need."
Typing in a few last lines of information he lifts his hands, the screen and keyboard blinking out of existance as the cushion lowers.
"So, what do you think? I found a way to amplify the matter emitters to extend the lab's dimension. It gave me enough room to put in the sky globe. It can simulate any weather pattern, climate or area so I can feel a bit more on the material plain."
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 8:32 pm
"Very nice... very nice... Better than my little corner. You get rain. Then again you probably need changes for your sanity's sake. Oh! What am I talking about?" she exclaims, dropping the spare part she was examining. "You're not sane at all!"
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 8:35 pm
"I prefer to think of myself as 'bothered' than insane. Insane is institution, I am just too smart to be normal."
Putting out his hand the part comes to him in a blink, setting it down on a nearby table he turns back to Reko.
"Insanity is when your' brain can't handle information that contradicts what it considered as constant truths. But I am sure I have said this allready."
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 8:43 pm
Her eyes follow the part and she flicks her ears back. "Actually... no, you have not."
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 8:51 pm
"Really?" he said, rolling his eyes up as if staring at his eyebrows, a sign most know of him to represent deep thought.
"Well, to sum it up, since I was born touched by chaos my mind worked in a random enough order that exposure to the universe's truths didn't dissorient me. Instead it actually straightened my thoughts, focusing them after living for so long as a dribbeling idiot."
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 9:06 pm
Reko rushing out to do what things she need do, Psiko returns to work, sitting on his cushion while punishing the ethreal keyboard.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 12:00 pm
Waking up laying on his back staring at his cushion floating ten feet above him, Psiko gets up and makes his way to the elevator, tapping the ground floor button.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2005 12:37 pm
Taking a few test subjects from their' cages, Psiko opens up his cold storage, taking frozen parts of abyssal entities to the surgery square to begind his abyssal graft testing.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2005 3:10 pm
In the old mechanics shop, thus salvaged from the Army's shops, an array of mechanical parts lay about. Amongst them, a metallic frame - full silver skeleton, still adorned in a pair of Romani sunglasses. Inactive for ages...and then one red eye glows back to life. the body twitches. A semi-organic, flesh-coloured ooze begins to emit from the joints. The bio-mechanical mass grins...
A few seconds later, Maku would walk back out, romani glasses on and an old, tattered labcoat tied around his waist.
"I have returned. Where are my pants...?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2005 3:13 pm
Reiko coughs a bit and slips out of the shadows behind Maku, holding out a a neatly folded pair of black pants. "I'll just go... uhm.. do something..."
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