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Entry tags:
- !!stacy,
- !location: pod caverns,
- !plot: pod release,
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- cybil bennett,
- danny phantom,
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- flash,
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- kara starbuck thrace,
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Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.
There was condensation and mist spraying out from cracks in oblong glowing things that were clustered along the floors and walls of the huge, ancient-looking caverns.
For now, the ones that were cracking were the closest to the floor, but perhaps later, the figures sliding out of the pods would be sliding out onto the slimy walkways and platforms above.
Pop. Poppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiissss.
There was light, and unconscious minds breaking through the top of the briny, harsh waters of consciousness, as their bodies did similarly and broke free from the pods, sliding to the floor, shivering in pools of slime.
Once the temporary blindness that some of them had passed, and once they were free of their sleepy stupors: somebody had some splainin' to do.
But there would be no explanations, as the only thing that could explain was only watching, silently, almost as a mother would look at their child right after it was born.
Pop. KASCHUNKhissss.
There was condensation and mist spraying out from cracks in oblong glowing things that were clustered along the floors and walls of the huge, ancient-looking caverns.
For now, the ones that were cracking were the closest to the floor, but perhaps later, the figures sliding out of the pods would be sliding out onto the slimy walkways and platforms above.
Pop. Poppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiissss.
There was light, and unconscious minds breaking through the top of the briny, harsh waters of consciousness, as their bodies did similarly and broke free from the pods, sliding to the floor, shivering in pools of slime.
Once the temporary blindness that some of them had passed, and once they were free of their sleepy stupors: somebody had some splainin' to do.
But there would be no explanations, as the only thing that could explain was only watching, silently, almost as a mother would look at their child right after it was born.
Pop. KASCHUNKhissss.
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If she would just stop asking the hard questions, she might be getting somewhere by now...
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Not on Earth or Erth. That made the only other options another universe (again), outer space, or some kind of magical pocket dimension. And this place reeked of the technological, not the magical.
Stupid bitch-voice wouldn't tell her what was what.
"Where can I get some pants?"
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||This way, please.||
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There were a variety of interesting people on Erth,
And no, the fount of questions would not stop.
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Stacy can keep this up alllllll day, baby.
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Clothing room. The lights eventually stopped there.
"Is this the Clothing Room?" A pause. "Where's the freakin' clothes?"
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Yes, move to the center of the room, where the tentacles can easily grab you for their own fiendish purpose.
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Not. Moving.
Stubborn, thy name is Leela.
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Noooooothing to see here. Nothing scary at all, lalala.
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Not. Moving.
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She could go about naked for all Stacy cares.
||Please move to the center of the room.||
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She'd edged slightly closer to take a look though.
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Come into my
parlorroom, said thespidermysterious voice to theflypodling.no subject
But in her looking, she'd edged close enough to be grabbed. Not that she knew it.
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Only less attacking and more wrapping around Leela so that she couldn't wriggle away while she was dressed in a jumpsuit made out of a strange, plant-like material. It was surprisingly comfortable, aside from the fact that it had a pulse.
The tentacles also wiped most of the slime from the pod off of her before they set her back down on the floor.
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She was set back onto the floor, perfectly fine.
"Where's my shit?"
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Literal Stacy is literal.
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||You may look for you possessions in the Possessions and Weapons Locker.|| Stacy informed her. ||This way, please.||
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And away she went.