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Post by Gary Sullivan on Aug 10, 2007 5:03:30 GMT -5
~ His cries were muffled by the metal death trap of a machine. He begged it for forgiveness once again. ~
" Forgive meee! Please!"
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Lissachoa
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a walking paradox
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Post by Lissachoa on Aug 10, 2007 5:06:03 GMT -5
come on, Leave him alone!
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Slan
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Post by Slan on Aug 10, 2007 5:09:15 GMT -5
The machine stopped its operation once more
Ceased
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Lissachoa
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Post by Lissachoa on Aug 10, 2007 5:11:26 GMT -5
*a little suspriesed at my sudden reaction when that thing was tormenting him, lowering my head I spoke quietly*
answer me something docter...
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Aug 10, 2007 5:12:18 GMT -5
" ..Anything.." *he whimpered softly*
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Lissachoa
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a walking paradox
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Post by Lissachoa on Aug 10, 2007 5:18:21 GMT -5
....if I were to forgive you...what would it accomplish?
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Aug 10, 2007 5:19:50 GMT -5
" I will leave you alone and bother no one again.."
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Lissachoa
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a walking paradox
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Post by Lissachoa on Aug 10, 2007 5:20:44 GMT -5
*goes silent for a moment*
(( waaah! bed time, I'll be here in the morning!))
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Aug 10, 2007 5:22:35 GMT -5
" Believe me when I say this.. I have no reason to lie anymore. "
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Slan
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Post by Slan on Aug 10, 2007 5:40:57 GMT -5
My scans show that the host speaks the truth
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Aug 10, 2007 7:19:19 GMT -5
" Yes..yes Parasite..Release her.."
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Post by Dark on Aug 10, 2007 8:03:01 GMT -5
It is best i hold her stable until the dosage is worn off
~: The machine turned slightly and relaxed its posture. Inside the machine two small metal arms extended from the inner door to Joseph's eye sockets. Inserting themselves into the space and locking into place. As if his vision had returned he could see what the machine could see, even better since he did not need glasses to see anymore. The only difference was the zooming in and out and the red bars indicated on the sides of the screen. Some graphs showing his pulse while others surveyed the pulse of Lissachoa as well as her body heat and mind activity.
Seeing through the lens of a predator. :~
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Aug 10, 2007 8:10:53 GMT -5
~ Joseph could finally see. He looked down at her, with the eyes of obsession. A predator indeed. He gasped, feeling a jolt of life running through him, looking at her form - her hair, her breast, her lips, her body, her every thing. His special patient. His pride. His love. His addiction. His obsession. ~
I can see...ahha...I can see you...
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Post by Dark on Aug 10, 2007 8:15:36 GMT -5
~: Upon hearing Joseph commenting and seeing his heart pulse racing the machine opened its claw slightly so it wouldn't obscure the view.
Curious. Human behavior. It made a log in its system to study behavioral patterns later:~
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Aug 10, 2007 8:22:24 GMT -5
Zoom in..
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