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Entry tags:
- !!stacy,
- !location: pod caverns,
- !plot: pod release,
- ben 10,
- biff,
- connor macmanus,
- cybil bennett,
- danny phantom,
- faith,
- flash,
- jono starsmore,
- kara starbuck thrace,
- kate bishop,
- kitty pryde,
- leela bricker,
- lucca ashtear,
- mr. wednesday,
- murphy macmanus,
- sam winchester,
- seamus harper,
- starfire,
- the doctor,
- tony stark,
- vincent amorason,
- will vandom,
- xander,
- zuko
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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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There was a strange noise, and tentacle arms reached out of the walls, each one brandishing a needle, as she waited for their response.
Stacy was so very comforting.
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||Jesus Christ is currently not on the active crew roster.||
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It couldn't be, though. He moved his hand to the middle of Connor's back. Now might be a good fucking time to calm down. Unarmed, after all. And fucking needles.
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"Aye. And where're our guns?"
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Wait, we're naked? Murphy looked down. Huh.
"And our rosaries."
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||Follow the lights and you will be led to the Clothing Room. The transport tube will take you from there to the Weapons and Possessions Lockers, where you will find your small arms and other personal belongings.||
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Well, they haven't got any other option, so...?
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Still giggling, he got up and offered his twin a hand.
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||Please step into the center of the room.||
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He really didn't like this.
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Or not.
The tentacles gently, but firmly grabbed them and clothed them both in jumpsuits made of a soft, tough plant-like material, that throbbed almost as if it was alive.
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"Wonder where th'fuck our real clothes are."
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