Experimetrix
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				Title: <strong>Experimetrix</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kraven Trollsbane</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 19:18:13</strong>
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				In the year 2000, a few upstart scientists started a pharmaceutical company called Black Mesa.&nbsp; Over the next five years Black Mesa became a major player in the industry. They developed some revolutionary products. But as much success as they had, the founding scientists thought they could do so much more with a little more freedom. From 2005 till 2009 through the use of bribes and a few key political assassinations Black Mesa became very powerful politically. They could generally do as they pleased and the law would look the other way. In 2009 Black Mesa commissioned the construction of a prison located in the middle of the mid American desert, here the inmates would be used for human testing. Because of the leading scientists perversion it became a woman's only prison. This Prison, Aptly named Experimetrix, opened&nbsp; August 2010, the first group of inmates are due to arrive Today.<br><br>On paper the Prison is listed as volunteers only, where the prisoner elects to go to Experimetrix for a reduced term and payment towards any fines they incurred, but that's not necessarily&nbsp; the way of things.<br><br><br>_______________________________________<br>My characters.<br><br>Dr Jordan black<br>Phd, in bio chemistry<br>hired by Black Mesa to head experiments<br>wants to better the human race<br><br>(http://www.wired.com/images_blogs/underwire/images/2008/07/14/neil_crop.jpg)<br><br>(sorry i couldnt resist using NPH)<br><br><br>Jonny Brick<br>Guard<br>In charge of escorting prisoners to and from experiments<br>(http://www.risque-shop.com.au/images/4479.jpg)<br><br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><br>Jonny Arrived at the Facility for his first day on the job. He hadn't really wanted to be a prison guard, but he needed a job. Jonny was Fresh out of the military and most of his particular skills were not very transferable to the civilian sector. <br><br>The facility was brand new, and as Jonny toured the place he thought it was rather nice for a prison. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to work there. <br><br>There were no prisoners yet, but the first shipment would coming in later that day, and as it turned out he would be responsible for getting the prisoners through the system.<br><br>Jonny familiarized himself with the facility, the cells, catwalks, and science labs. Jonny thought that last bit was an odd thing to have in a prison, but he wasn't paid to ask questions.<br><br>When the bus with the first 20 prisoners arrived Jonny was ready and waiting in front of the prison.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experimetrix</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 21:44:42</strong>
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				Danica Lowe<br>Age: 22<br>Charged with: Three counts of misdemeanor drug possession with the intent to redistribute, failure to appear, unpaid fines,&nbsp; failed tox screen on probation, and public intoxication.<br>Sentence: 11-29<br>Time served: Three months.<br><div align="center">(http://i878.photobucket.com/albums/ab348/1EDGFX/AnneH/anne-hathaway.jpg)</div><br>Three joints. Three lousy, miserable, stinking joints and she found herself in a world of hot water.&nbsp; Since that moment the odds had been stacked against her.&nbsp; The fact that her car had been impounded had led to the loss of her job and the inability to pay her fines or get to her court dates.&nbsp; She stared out the window of the bus that was taking her to the new prison that was supposed to be in better condition than the last, which was nearing being shut down by the government for hazardous health conditions and outbreaks of staff infections amongst other nasty and unsavory illnesses.&nbsp; The new facility, state of the art they'd been told, came into view.&nbsp; It grew larger and larger until it loomed before them like some sort of mental hospital from the horror movies.&nbsp; Perfect.&nbsp; She sighed and licked her lips. <br><br>Her brown eyes stared longingly out the window of the transport vehicle.&nbsp; She was dressed in an orange jumpsuit, her hands cuffed in front of her and chained to her waist.&nbsp; Her legs were shackled and she felt humiliated.&nbsp; No makeup decorated her face and her brown hair was pulled back into a nondescript ponytail.&nbsp; <br><br>It had all started out as a night of partying and she'd been given the task of going to get the weed.&nbsp; Three joints.&nbsp; Three months served.&nbsp; Fuck.&nbsp; She wished that time would speed up.&nbsp; She had eight months to go, well seven and twenty nine days but did she really think that they'd keep their end of the bargain?&nbsp; She feared that they wouldn't.&nbsp; She'd been on her best behavior and she tried to be as decent as possible.&nbsp; Danica had only gotten into three yard fights at the last facility and she'd come out on top in the last two though the first had decidedly <em>not</em> been in her favor. <br><br>She heard the air breaks engage and then the armed guards walked down the aisles. One to the front and one to the back, one male and the other female.&nbsp; "Prisoners. Stand. Move out into the aisle."&nbsp; The sound of clothing rustling and clinking metal filled the bus as they moved as commanded, each set of shackles and cuffs making the same noises against the prison fashions.&nbsp; <br><br>They were ushered out of the bus and she wanted badly to shield her eyes from the onslaught of the sun but there was no way for her to.&nbsp; The prisoners, all twenty of them, stood in single file and waited to be led into the compound that was to be their new home.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experimetrix</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kraven Trollsbane</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 18:43:16</strong>
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				Jonny looked over the new prisoners, and right off the bat something struck him as odd. They were all gorgeous. Somebody picked these inmates very carefully. <br><br>Jonny ignored his suspicions, and went through the basic routine. <br><br>"welcome, ladies, to Experemetrix prison. this state of the art prison will be your home for the remainder of your term. in just a moment i will escort you into central processing, where you will disrobe, shower and be scanned for anything and everything you can think of, from your DNA code to what you had for breakfast."<br><br>Jonny looked them over once more, making them sweat a little. <br><br>"follow me, single file, break off from the right, your right." Jonny turned knowing the girls would follow, what choice did they have.<br><br>HE led them through the large security doors to central processing. it was a large room containing cubbyholes , showers to wash and then a large piece of machinery, the scanner.<br><br>As he began unlocking the shackles on the prisoners he gave instructions. <br><br>"All of you will undress in a timely fashion, and place your cloths on the floor. these will be collected and thrown away. then you will go to a shower and wash using the provided soap and shampoo, then you will proceed to the scanner nude, to give an accurate reading. from there you will find the locker with your name on it, inside will be a new set of cloths Taylor made to fit you. they will be tight so that at all time we can tell if your trying to hide something on your person. also in the locker will be what looks like a watch. it in fact is a watch but it has been implanted with a rfid chip. these id tags will allow guards to find you at any time."<br><br>Jonny finished unlocking the last set of chains. he walked up to the scanner and turned to face the women. "carry out those orders." the women began to undress 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experimetrix</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 09:01:32</strong>
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				Groovy. Just fucking great, she thought as the handsome security guard gave them the intro spill.&nbsp; She watched him closely, not having been near a dick in the past three months.&nbsp; If she had one more woman approach and try to get the 'goods' she would probably break the bitch's neck.&nbsp; She had gone into the prison system with an attitude that she wouldn't be touched and she'd upheld it, though it had caused her several fights and at least two very close calls.&nbsp; <br><br>She watched him carefully, smirking to herself and wondering what his cock was like.&nbsp; God. She was already thinking like a prisoner.&nbsp; Don't serve the time, let the time serve her. Right.&nbsp; She cleared her mind and took a deep breath as they walked single file, as per his orders, to the doors that he'd indicated. <br><br>Inside the room, she checked out everything quickly, sizing it up for potential danger and hazard.&nbsp; After he'd finished with his brusque instructions, she held her hands and feet out as her shackles were released and then started to undress.&nbsp; She peeled her clothes off and dropped them to the floor, first her jumpsuit and then her white t-shirt, followed by her bra and panties.&nbsp; She saw that every one of the other women were beautiful when she'd gotten on the bus but now that their figures were being revealed, she thought that it was odd.&nbsp; Where were the fat bull-dykes and the bug eyed bullies?&nbsp; Stereotypical, she knew, but those were fairly true from her experience.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>This place seemed to be like the Bio-Dome meets James Bond of prison systems and she honestly wondered what vile contaminant that they thought the women might bring in.&nbsp; Scanned for everything under the sun? This was going to be fun...not.&nbsp; Humiliating perhaps. But, she was a prisoner and that was humiliation enough, was it not?<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experimetrix</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kraven Trollsbane</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 03:54:26</strong>
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				Jonny watched as the women showered. He tried not to stare but he couldn't help it. He was a man and these were beautiful women in front of him washing their naked bodies. He watched trying to pull of an uninterested sen it every day look but failed miserably. as some of the women started to finish up Jonny got the scanner ready. the women stepped in, got scanned, stepped out. It took less than a minuet. The data was automatically filed in the servers. <br><br>As the women dressed in their new uniforms, Jonny watched one of the women with particular interest. A brown haired girl. She was by far his favorite. When all the prisoners were dressed, he led them out of central processing and into the cell block. it was a small facility, as prisons go, but most of the property was med labs. the prisoners were shown to their cells. moderately sized room with a bed, not a cot, a sink a toilet, and a chair and desk. Each girl had their own room. Which was a nice surprise to most of them. Jonny went ahead and performed first role call as he assigned rooms on his data pad. each of the girls matched their pictures and answered to their names. He took special interest in the brown haired girl, Danica Lowe.<br><br>Jonny outlined the basic rules, much the same as at other prisons. except that this prison instead of yard time they had lab time. Some of the girls fumbled at that. He explained that they were here to be used as subjects for medical tests and they new that before they agreed to come here. Some girls protested that they had not agreed to any such thing, but Jonny just chocked it up to nerves. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experimetrix</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 04:48:05</strong>
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				The showers went quickly and she scrubbed with the special shampoo and soap that was provided.&nbsp; She felt like an animal preparing itself for the slaughter though she held her tongue.&nbsp; With a slight smirk, she wondered if there were any women who would be considered 'contaminated' and be shuttled back out the doors.&nbsp; There were a few who she wouldn't mind seeing being sent back to the other prisons. <br><br>They were shuttled along to get dressed and donned the strange watches.&nbsp; Her prankster side wished that she could put it on a cat or something and watch the guards run amok.&nbsp; She knew that she'd seen too many movies about prisons and couldn't help but wonder if they were going to be sold as sex slaves or some other weird happening was going to occur.&nbsp; &nbsp;The uniforms were more form fitting than what she was used to, not helping her mental misbehavior.&nbsp; She pulled on the white tank top and the dark blue gym shorts. It really did remind her of what she'd worn in high school in the gymnasium; the shorts falling mid-thigh.&nbsp; Her bra didn't really fit too comfortably but she'd have her family send her a better one.&nbsp; <br><br>She didn't like the fact that there were no pockets on her shorts, though she understood why a prison wouldn't want them to have those things.&nbsp; <br><br>Surprised that they had actual bedrooms that weren't bunks or shared, she marveled at the sight of a real bed, an actual toilet and sink.&nbsp; She supposed that because they weren't maximum security, that this place was serious about the rewards for good behavior.&nbsp; She definitely didn't plan to do anything that would revoke her privileges.&nbsp; She knew now that nothing was truly a right, nothing material like chairs or comfortable beds. <br><br>"What do you mean there's no yard time? That's how we blow off steam? What the hell are we supposed to do for exercise?"&nbsp; She was shocked at the mention of medical tests. "Hell no! I did not!&nbsp; I want to talk to my lawyer! I'm not some fucking guinea pig for lab rat testing."&nbsp; She turned to look at the guard viciously, her face twisting up in anger.&nbsp; Several of the girls had similar protests, all voicing their discontent loudly.&nbsp; "I swear to god that if you do testing on me that I will <em>sue</em> the government! We still have rights!" <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experimetrix</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kraven Trollsbane</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 17:32:07</strong>
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				One of the prisoners was especially outspoken against the testing, it was the one that had caught Jonny's eye in central processing. "If you were transferred to this facility it means that you signed federal document 1128-45B agreeing to medical testing for a reduced sentence,&nbsp; and monetary compensation. I understand that this might be frightening concept but dont worry you wont be in any danger. there is nothing that the medical team and their equipment cant handle here." Jonny explained things matter of factly to them and didn't let their upset state persuade him in any way. "now settle down or you wont get fed tonight. and if that's not a good enough reason i can think of at least 5 more ways to make you complacent." it was an old tactic but food and hunger were always a good tool. By this time it was about dinner time. now that the prisoners were clean, dressed and assigned a room they could be led to the chow room. "single file line ladies and then we can proceed to the mess hall." Jonny waited for them to line up, mostly expecting more lip out of Danica.
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 23:21:21</strong>
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				Danica didn't know what to say when he said that she signed something, some document and had taken money and a reduced sentence for medical testing.&nbsp; She didn't! She hadn't!&nbsp; "Dude. Look. You've seriously gotten me fucked up with someone else. I did <em>not</em> sign anything.&nbsp; Show me this mystery paper because I haven't signed shit except my transfer paper and that didn't say anything about medical testing."&nbsp; Fuck him, like she could eat now when she was imagining being poked and prodded, stabbed with needles and turned into some weird science experiment.&nbsp; "I understand that there's a lot of prisoners, they just got the wrong one. Maybe her inmate number was close to mine? I just want this straightened out."<br><br>She watched most of the others line up, two other women stood where they were, just as stubborn as she was.&nbsp; He threatened her with no food. Why would she just line up for the paddy wagon? She glared at him, her arms crossed under her breasts.&nbsp; <br><br>"Lawyers. Now." She was surprised by hearing one of the other women being just as stubborn as she was, turning her head toward the blond that had spoken.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experimetrix</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kraven Trollsbane</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 06:11:40</strong>
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				Jonny Sighed, he had hoped that this wouldn't happen, some people just didn't like to own up to what they had done when faced with it. That or some people were just habitually dishonest. Little did Jonny know these women hadn't signed or agreed to anything. Jonny faced the three women,"When you agreed to come here by signing that document one of the articles waived your right to legal council until your term here has been served, now you have till the count of three to get in line or you will be sedated and taught some manners." Jonny always hated having to discipline women, but he would. "One." none of the women moved, one even flipped him off. "two." two of the women started to look nervous. "three." Jonny waited a few extra seconds, but none of them lined up. <br><br>Jonny un-holstered his pistol, the Girls eyes got real wide. Lucky for them it wasn't a handgun it was a compressed gas tranquilizer gun. With no warning Jonny aimed the gun and pulled the trigger. a small dart hit the arm of girl number one and she dropped, out like a light. Aim, squeeze, aim squeeze and the other two were down. Jonny was a professional, they women didn't even hardly have time to blink between the time Jonny pulled his tranq gun till Danica was down. Jonny radioed for three more guards to come assist him. one to take the other women to the mess hall, and two to carry the other two women. <br><br>Jonny walked over to Danica's crumpled body, she was a beauty alright. Jonny bent down, wrapped his arms under her, and picked her up like she weighed nothing. Jonny and the two other guards carrying inmates headed to the med labs. if these girls didn't want to act calmly then he would have the doc give them something. <br><br>Jonny entered the med lab, walked to an empty patient bed and laid Danica down gently in it. He then strapped her in securely. Just as Jonny started to call out to the doc, he came walking in through a back door <br><br>Dr. Black: Why hello there Jonny, whats going on here.<br><br>Jonny: well doc these three inmates were being unruly so i tranquilized them and was figuring to have you give them an attitude adjustment.<br><br>Dr. Black: Very well, I'll see what I can do. Are they all well secured?<br><br>Jonny: Yes doc their strapped in tighter than a monkey in a rocket.<br><br>Dr. Black: spare me your bad analogies Jonny. Very well you may leave then. I'll contact you once i have dealt with them.<br><br><br>Jonny nods to the doc, turns and leaves<br><br><br>Jordan circles his three patients, very pretty girls, but Jordan could care less. He was more concerned with how good of subjects they could be.<br><br>Dr. Black strides over to a cabinet, picks up a hypo and returns to the patients. He injects one girl after another, and then leaves for a bit to let them come out of the sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experimetrix</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 06:26:08</strong>
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				Danica's eyes widened and she shook her head. "Did not." The other women echoed her. "I never signed that. I didn't! I wouldn't! Why the fuck would I sign something turning me into a lab rat? Use your damn brain!"&nbsp; She growled angrily and then stared at him as he pulled a weapon. She watched the other two fall and then hoped that she wouldn't bust her head when she hit the floor.&nbsp; <br><br>Her form crumpled and she was unaware that he carried her.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was ignorant to the fact that she was carried to the medical ward.&nbsp; <br><br>Sometime later she stirred, groaning as she woke up. The room was spinning slightly and she looked around, her brown eyes trying to focus. "Where am I?" she asked, wanting up. "What are you doing to me? Please don't.&nbsp; I just want to go back. Please. I don't wish to be here..."&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Kraven Trollsbane</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 06:59:53</strong>
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				Jordan sat in his back office listening to some classical music, Vivaldi's the four seasons, Winter. Jordan waited for about an 20 minuets, which was how long it took for the sedative to wear off after administering the counter agent. Jordan walked back into the room to the noisy squawking&nbsp; or the three women. <br><br>"good evening ladies, did you have a pleasant nap?" Jordan didnt really care but he liked to play nice. "my name is Dr. Jordan Black, you will address me as Dr. Black. now i understand that you ladies were being rather obstinate for officer Brick. Not a good idea ladies." Jordan spoke in a fast clipped manner not even letting the women get a word in. "Now you have two options, either you can agree to go along with the rules like nice little girls, or you can be stubborn and i will make you more complacent." <br><br>Jordan hoped that the women would choose option B as he had some new drugs he had invented and was dying to try out.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 09:39:36</strong>
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				Danica looked at the man when he finally shut up.&nbsp; "I didn't sign anything to come here. If the other women did, that's fine.&nbsp; I didn't.&nbsp; I don't want to be here, I don't want to be experimented on."&nbsp; She sighed and dragged her hand through her hair.&nbsp; "If other women want to be guinea pigs for this, that's fine. They signed a waiver and got cash and reduced sentences, according to Officer Brick.&nbsp; I didn't get either of those things.&nbsp; I didn't get anything but a shower and a bus ride.&nbsp; I don't…have any reason to be here!"&nbsp; <br><br>She tried to get up, to scramble off of the table only to fall into a clump on the floor.&nbsp; She groaned and pushed herself up to her knees.&nbsp; "I didn't sign anything," she said from her perch in the floor.&nbsp; The other two women set in on him and were far more furious than Danica was getting with him.&nbsp; She had a valid point.&nbsp; While they carried on, she crawled across the floor trying to find something, anything that she could use to defend herself against the man.&nbsp; Dr. Black. The Quack.&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Kraven Trollsbane</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 07:51:53</strong>
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				Jordan watched Danica fell to the floor and crawl around. Damn guards always slacking, she was supposed to be secured. That dumb brick, Brick, even said she was. Oh well its not like she could do much in her state. <br><br>Dr. Black walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a stun baton. he set it for the lowest voltage which was often enough for women. Jordan walked over to Danica "you know crawling around like that is really unbecoming of a woman as pretty as you." He touched the Baton to her back giving her a hard jolt of electricity. he only touched her for a second but this was a stun baton and even on the low setting you knew you had been tased. <br><br><br>"Come now Danica, wont you stand act civilized, just come back to the bed here and have a seat. your stay here will go much easier if you just go along with the flow, or just let my medication calm you."<br><br>She didn't respond quick enough for Jordan's taste so he tapped her with the stun baton again, right between the shoulder blades "do speak up when you address facility staff." <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 08:03:51</strong>
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				Finding nothing to arm and defend herself with, not even a damned tongue depressor.&nbsp; That was rather frustrating to her, especially when he came around the cabinets and pulled out something that she didn't recognize. Her eyes widened as he touched her with it, frantically trying to scramble away.&nbsp; &nbsp;She screamed at the top of her lungs and felt a bit numbed, though she could still move.&nbsp; <br><br>Panting, she lay there, staring up at him in fear and anger, the emotions warring for dominance in her gaze.&nbsp; "Please no," she whispered, not wanting to be part of something that could mess her up or kill her.&nbsp; Something that could make her suffer.&nbsp; <br><br>Another sharp scream pierced the air and she fell to the ground, sobbing and twitching as he touched her with the stun baton again.&nbsp; She was used to more clothing, being more covered, and not used to the tank top and shorts.&nbsp; "Please! No more, Dr. Black!"&nbsp; She had almost called him Dr. Quack and that wouldn't have gone well.&nbsp; <br><br>She'd been stunned before, but never like that, never just for punishment.&nbsp; She scrambled away from him and pulled herself up the wall, looking at him.&nbsp; But what now?&nbsp; "Get me the form. I'll sign it if I get reduced sentence and monetary compensation. But not unless.&nbsp; I didn't get it and," she swallowed, looking him over, not sure why she was doing this.&nbsp; "I don't want to do this, mind you, but goddamn it if you're going to make me do it, I better get what everyone else does.&nbsp; It's not right at all and it's not fair otherwise."&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Kraven Trollsbane</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 17:41:07</strong>
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				Jordan laughed at the girl, "Silly girl there is no form 1128-45B. That was lie to see which ones of you were intelligent and stubborn. Those other girls didn't sign shit either, but they either weren't smart enough to know that or just didn't care. You all were picked by the Black Mesa corporation to be used in our medical trials. you may get a reduced sentence, if you die or become useless. other wise you will serve your full term or if we so decided life. You don't have a choice in the matter, but if you go with it it will be a pleasant stay, mostly. if you fight me ill just pump you full of drugs. but i rather wouldn't since they could cause, complications, resulting in a short sentence, if you get what i mean."<br><br>Dr. black turned up the voltage on the baton "I'll give you one last chance, either submit to the process or..." he brandished the baton in one hand and pulled a syringe out of his pocket with the other.
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 03:43:10</strong>
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				Danica's eyes widened in horror and sadness when he told her that there had been no form.&nbsp; Her lips parted, her jaw going slack.&nbsp; She was doomed.&nbsp; She had to get out of there, she had to.&nbsp; "That's not right," she croaked, her voice hoarse and her eyes welling with tears of anger, frustration, and sadness.&nbsp; He was raping her, just not sexually.&nbsp; Forcing her to do something against her will.&nbsp; Shaking her head as he talked about possibly overdosing her with drugs, she dropped her head, seeing that her life was going to be full of torture.&nbsp; <br><br>"Fine. I'll be good. Just please don't kill me."&nbsp; She had no death wish, she wanted a better life and she wanted to get out of jail. She had dreams and hopes and goals, none of which could come true if she was dead or drugged.&nbsp; She'd play along for now but the first chance she got to escape, she would take it.&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Kraven Trollsbane</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 06:46:31</strong>
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				"Good choice. I'll call for Jonny to come and retrieve you then. The first experiment starts tomorrow morning at 9am so be sure to get some sleep, the experiment will be explained then." <br><br>Dr. Black Buzzed for Jonny to come get the inmates. <br><br>Jonny arrives.<br><br>"Now Jonny how many times have i told you that a firm hand and a little discipline can usually take care of disobedience. I barely had to do anything. Oh and next time strap them down." <br><br>-------<br><br><br>Jonny nodded, mostly ignoring the Dr Jonny's job was to process them and then move the prisoners to the labs. discipline wasn't really his job "Yes Dr." Jonny finally answered. He turned to the inmates "now ladies since you have seen the light, please come with me in an orderly fashion. you may either be led to your cells, or join the rest of the inmate sin the mess hall."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experimetrix</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 12:30:09</strong>
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				<em>I still can't believe that I missed the strapped them down part. &gt;.&lt; So sorry.</em><br><br>She was worried, frightened, and her life had been threatened.&nbsp; &nbsp;She didn't have a choice and that bothered her. She was going to end up with an ear growing out of her back or something.&nbsp; She felt like her world was closing in and she didn't want to be there but there was no hope.&nbsp; Nowhere to go.&nbsp; Her head dropped as Jonny came in and was told to take them.&nbsp; <br><br>Given the choice of eating or her cell, she chose the latter and did so very quietly with her head down.&nbsp; "I don't think that I can eat."&nbsp; Her words were almost whispered and she knew that if she did eat, it wasn't likely staying down.&nbsp; Her stomach was tied in knots.&nbsp; "Will you take me to my cell, please?"&nbsp; She didn't hear what the other women chose, she didn't care.<br>
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