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It never ends, does it...
||Pod Release Protocols Initating|| Stacy's familiar voice sounded out to all the podmates.
In the Pod Caverns, there were the sounds of: Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.
There was condensation and mist spraying out from cracks in the pods, as the people inside slid out onto the floors, covered in slime.
Pop. Poppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiissss.
In the Pod Caverns, there were the sounds of: Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.
There was condensation and mist spraying out from cracks in the pods, as the people inside slid out onto the floors, covered in slime.
Pop. Poppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiissss.
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||Scanners indicate that you are in distress, Rose Wilson. Do you desire a mild sedative?|| the voice asked just as a long arm--with a rather large needle attached to it--descended from the ceiling and stopped a few feet away from Rose.
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"HELL NO I DON'T WANT A SEDATIVE!" Drugged is the last thing she wants to stack onto the naked-in-a-strange-place-and-covered-in-slime plate.
"What the hell are pod caverns?" She looks around hoping to find the source of whatever is talking in her head. "How did I get here?"
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||This is a pod-cavern,|| the voice replies. So helpful is she.
||You were Chosen.||
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"Tell me pod caverns have showers in them? And clothes?"
She wants to be washed, dressed and killing who or what-ever brought her here as fast as possible, but she gets the feeling she's not going to get any of that done without listening to the voice to start with. From what little she can see the place is vast and not exactly well-lit. She could wander for days in a place this big.
For now, any advice is good advice.
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My, how specific she is.
Then a series of phosphorescent light pustules appear on the floor, trailing through the pod cavern to a large winding stairway that leads to the ceiling. ||Follow the lights. You will be clothed.||
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But now both panes are the same horrifying specter. She's gratified only that nothing seems to be jumping out of the shadows to eat her now or in the next ten seconds.
When she finally reaches the end of the lighted walkway she just stares at the little room with it's ceiling apparently lined with...
"What the-?"
The vision of the tentacles grabbing her hits and she reels backward a few steps. "Oh I am NOT going in there to get manhandled by vines! What the hell is this?"
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Ever so helpful.
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She steps slowly forward into the circle and stands still, bracing for the impact she knows is coming. Being prepared for it sincerely does not make it any less creepy-feeling however.
When the vines drop her again she examines the plant suit with a mixture of horror and faint awe. The awe is off the table as soon as she feels it pulse for the first time.
"Oh God is this thing ALIVE?!"
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ZOMG!! ATTACK OF THE CREEPY VINES OF DOOM!!!Rose is lifted off the ground by the tendrils, which slide over her body, clothing it in a plantlike jumpsuit before setting her down. They even wipe some of the excess slime from her body as they lower her back to the floor.
||Yes.|| the voice answered. ||It will not harm you.||
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"You are the least helpful guide EVER... There have to be other people in this place right? Where do I find them?"
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||I can show the way there. Or perhaps you would prefer to obtain your possessions from the Weapons Locker first.||
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Rose perks up at that. GOD does she want her gear back right now!
"Weapons Locker first, definetely!"
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||Follow the lights.||