EXEDRA AND JESS, check the OP for your numbers and remember them. It's the only way to know when you're having an experiment done.
I have no number...
EXEDRA AND JESS, check the OP for your numbers and remember them. It's the only way to know when you're having an experiment done.
I have no number...
*T. Harbarker*
I was told to enter the room and given a laptop. After messing with it for a little bit, I see there i nothing to do but run Thefactory.exe. I take off my hat. A Factory logo appears, and then I'm prompted to search for "what I would like to see." Not knowing what to expect, I type in "World cup champoinship winning goal" and I'm greeted with pages upon pages of porn. I select one.
Oh god it's good. I browse around some more, using the superporn search engine, and I'm not disappointed. Apparently, with this, rule 34 can finally be truly true.
I put my tin hat back on, deciding that I should stop and commit some of this to memory. After all, pleasures here are few and far between. I close the laptop and just sit in front of it for awhile. After 5 minutes, a voice prompts me to exit the room. I comply, but not before slipping just a sliver of tin into the disk tray of the laptop.
A guy can hope that his tin hat won't fail him now.
OOC: Whoo!
*T. Harbarker*
I was told to enter the room and given a laptop. After messing with it for a little bit, I see there i nothing to do but run Thefactory.exe. I take off my hat. A Factory logo appears, and then I'm prompted to search for "what I would like to see." Not knowing what to expect, I type in "World cup champoinship winning goal" and I'm greeted with pages upon pages of porn. I select one.
Oh god it's good. I browse around some more, using the superporn search engine, and I'm not disappointed. Apparently, with this, rule 34 can finally be truly true.
I put my tin hat back on, deciding that I should stop and commit some of this to memory. After all, pleasures here are few and far between. I close the laptop and just sit in front of it for awhile. After 5 minutes, a voice prompts me to exit the room. I comply, but not before slipping just a sliver of tin into the disk tray of the laptop.
A guy can hope that his tin hat won't fail him now.
OOC: Whoo!
Ah...
Can you make me an expirement? I feel lonely...
Wait...Is that expirement for everyone???
OOC: Ken I haz new expurment plz cuz i is just sitting hur watch purn Maybe see if Thanatos/Nose are immune to my drugs. (Although I'd assume everyone here is.)
OOC: They are. Here, I have something else for you.
Movement order 1198
Applicant:2386
Sector: Sector 3
Reason: All of the anomalies seem to have semi-immunty to his drugs.
it was all a dream. No. Now I think it wasn't. My clothes are burning. And it's not that hot at all...
Holy crap did you make that wiki?
How did you...?I swear you are my sister coming here to stalk me.
OOC: I smell a noseplosion on the horizon...ooh. Also, neither of my characters have immunity to Tech's drugs, just sayin'.
Also, I'll wait for Nose before posting, as my character is shy, and I'm not sure how he'd write dialogue anyway since he hasn't had a test-thing yet.
How did you...?
Could I join in with this?
Name: Ian Ferno
Age: 19
Power: Constantly emits a single frequency of electromagnetic radiation from his skin. The frequency and intensity vary apparently randomly but the intensity is always fairly high. Where the energy for this comes from is undetermined. Also, immune to radiation poisoning.
Personality: Quiet and has poor social skills. Jumpy and easily scared. Very close to his family.
Important experiences: Lived a mostly uneventful life. Had some trouble early on at school with other people due to his small number of friends.
Was on holiday alone when his powers activated for the first time late at night. After a brief period of panic he drove to a nearby hospital and the doctors there puzzled over him. The next morning agents from the institution arrived and he was taken to the institution, which he was told was dedicated to special cases such as his.