Tetra.

>>212431
Hedron

How about... NOMber 4?

Wallabee "Wally" Beatles

Gluttony is nice and intimidating.

Famine might be good, too.

Or heck.
Combine the two into Gluttony N. Famine.
The N could be something normal your friends can call you.

>>212436
I would prefer a numeric-derived name as I suggested in >>212431, but failing that I'd definitely go for "Famine" over "Gluttony". Really, a girl named Gluttony is just asking to be the butt of endless jokes.

As a full combined name, Tetra Famine would work.

rosanne

>>212437
Seconding Tetra Famine.
First name indicated number and sounds cool to muggles, last name strikes terror into the souls of man.

>>212441
Sounds good.

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/26(Mon)01:33 No. 212450 ID: 6192b7
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"Tetra Famine"

You like the sound of that, and squeal girlishly at your cleverness. Beat that, Experiments one through three!

You probably have a couple minutes before a drone arrives.

admire candy girl poster.

Eat lava lamp. We've got time.

>>212453
Sounds like a reasonable idea. This.

>>212450
What's in your dresser? The trash? Admire Lava Lamp, Explain poster, shed clothes, what's with your helmet?

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/26(Mon)02:01 No. 212459 ID: 6192b7
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You eat the lava lamp.

You feel slightly ashamed.

>>212459
No, don't feel bad. Had to test your ability to eat anything.
Anyway. Examine the dresser for crazy things.

>>212459
Investigate your dresser.

naw, you can get a new one. besides how did it taste?

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/26(Mon)02:45 No. 212475 ID: 6192b7
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Opening up the drawers to look inside, you see some changes of tattered rags and other such clothing, a couple bags of chocolate chip cookies, an untouched rubix cube that Number Two gave you, some nuts and bolts, and Mr. Snuggles.

>>212475
Huggle Snuggles, wear panties over Helmet.

no, just hug snuggles. and take the cookies with you, in case you eat something that tastes REALLY bad and need to get it out of your mouth.

Alright then.
What's with the helmet? Fashion?

>>212475
Are the cookie bags unopened?
Examine Rubix cube, play with it a little.
Examine own helmet--are there any nuts or bolts missing?
Rip open Mr. Snuggles.
Put panties on head.

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/26(Mon)03:25 No. 212481 ID: 6192b7
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With Mr. Snuggles tucked under one arm, and a bag of cookies held in your hand, you are unable to carry the second bag comfortably.

All the same, you take a secret amusement out of wearing your cute little panties on your head, though you will probably have to remove them before going to breakfast if you want to maintain any sort of credibility.

Speaking of breakfast, your acute hearing catches the mechanical whir of an approaching drone in the hallway.

PUT PANTIES AWAY
Act flustered and cute when the enter.
Prepare for breakfast.

>>212481
Fuck credibility. You want to stand out.
Rip down the poster to reveal hidden smoke trap.

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/26(Mon)03:58 No. 212488 ID: 6192b7
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Dropping the bag of cookies for a moment to open the dresser, you are in the act of deciding whether or not to put the panties away when the door slides open with a mechanical hiss, and the drone hovers in.

"[SUBJECT NUMBER 4], please allow me to escort you to the [MESS AREA]." It says, making the inserted phrases painfully obvious.

say "in a moment" and put your stuff away and follow it.

>>212488
Put away mister huggles and remove panties from your head. Then follow the droid.

Tell us a bit about the other experiments. It would be good to know what the competition is.

Also, are you good at chewing stuff or can you only swallow hard stuff whole and then digest it?

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/26(Mon)11:08 No. 212532 ID: 6192b7
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You put your things away and allow yourself to be led to the Mess Hall.

As you walk down the corridor, you begin to muse upon things. You haven't gotten much of a chance to talk to the other experiments, but from the times you have all been together, you do know a few things about them.

Number 3 is in the room just through the wall to yours. He can go invisible, and you don't trust him to not look up your skirt when he does so. You are one of the few who can still detect him via sound when he cloaks.

Number 2 is from the room down the hall, and his skin is made of some sort of tough but smooth metal. He's a snazzy dresser, but a bit of a jerk. He is incredibly strong despite being shorter than you. Then again, everyone is shorter than you.

Number 1 is a crazy bitch. She can move stuff with her brain and talk in your head. The experimentation process didn't kill her, but she's not all there anymore and it's a little weird.

You don't have much time to think anymore, as you have arrived.

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/26(Mon)11:08 No. 212533 ID: 6192b7
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You are finally deposited in the Mess Hall. The LUnchbot is here, as is Number 3, though the others have not yet arrived.

Number 3 greets you.

>>212533
Greet in return.

>>212533
Greet number 3 in return and ask him if he's excited about today.

oh and get some food too. while that lavalamp was good it was probably not that nutritious.

"'sup 3, what's for breakfast?"

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/26(Mon)21:26 No. 212719 ID: 6192b7
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>"'Sup, Three? You excited about today?"

Three moves his brown, leathery self across to the other side of the counter, grabbing a spoon and a bowl.

"I'd be more excited if I knew exactly what we were gettin' into, though. It's all so damn cryptic."

>"What's for breakfast?"

"Same thing as always, Four darlin'. You ask for somethin' you want, and you get what looks like somethin' a cat chucked up. Same old, same old, huh?"

Moving the bowl under Lunchbot's tube, he asks for bacon and eggs, receiving a grayish slop.

>>212719
Request greyish slop from Lunchbot.

>>212719
Ask for grayish glop!

yes, let us use reverse psychology on the bot!

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/26(Mon)22:10 No. 212736 ID: 6192b7
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You try to use reverse psychology on Lunchbot.

Lunchbot is not amused, and his side compartment opens for him to slap you with his robo-tentacles.

"fine, egg-salad."

So, what's with the helmets they have you all wearing? The design varies, but both you and 3 seem to have one.

>>212736
Fine, then. Screw the Lunchbot. You have the power to eat anything; just eat a tray.

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/26(Mon)22:33 No. 212741 ID: 6192b7
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You don't all have the helmets, actually - Two doesn't have one, for instance, but that's because he thinks "They are hideous contraptions." and refuses to wear them.

All the same, you know that your helmet can have the visor shut to allow you to make full use of your heightened senses of smell, taste, touch and hearing - You do these better when blinded - and that Three's mouthpiece actually gives him a sort of sonar-like ability.

Speaking of Three, you see the almost bat-like man staring down at his breakfast slop with a sort of exasperation.

"Uh, Four darlin', you wouldn't happen to have a straw, would you?"
"

"sorry, no. guess you are gonna have to show the pearly whites huh?"

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/26(Mon)22:51 No. 212749 ID: 6192b7
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You are in the middle of both wrestling with Lunchbot and informing Three that you do not, in fact, have a straw, when the door swings open.

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/26(Mon)22:52 No. 212750 ID: 6192b7
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And there's Two.

He says nothing as he pushes the door closed. Damn him and his suaveness.

>>212750
Ask him to give you a hand fending off the lunchbot.

"'Sup Two, Nice threads."

Eat the tentacles, and then ask for turkey on rye.

>>212750
Bite the damn lunchbot. But those fangs to good use damn it!

Oh, and greet two and tell him the lunchbot was being uppity so you had to show it whose the baws.

Are you by any chance able to reconstitute what you eat out of, say, your hands?

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/27(Tue)04:24 No. 212821 ID: 6192b7
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You bite one of Lunchbot's robo-tentacles.

It's filled with electricity and pain!

On the bright side, you think Lunchbot is spazzing out as much as you are at this development.

>>212821
That sure showed that damn bot. Scoop up some of the grey sludge and sit down and eat with the others. Chat a bit with 2 and ask if he's decided on any name for himself.

quick think of the electricity as a food and eat it! it can't hurt you if you eat it!

>>212826

ELECTRICITY DOES NOT WORK THAT WAY. GOOD NIGHT!

>>212821

You've attracted Two's attention! Strike a delicate pose.

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/27(Tue)10:54 No. 212869 ID: 6192b7
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Lunchbot goes into standby mode to await repairs, and you drop to the ground, clothes slightly singed.

You manage to wave a hand at Two from your position on the floor.

"Exactly why," he says with a hint of what almost sounds like disappointment, "did you just try to devour the robot, Four?"

Meanwhile, you can almost HEAR Three taking the chance to lean into a glance up your skirt.

>>212869
"It was being a jerk. It deserved it."

>>212869
"It attacked me. Seemed like an appropriate response. Three, if you don't learn to be more subtle I'll start wearing pants."

>>212876
"Three, if you don't learn to be more subtle I'll start wearing your skin as pants."

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/27(Tue)11:51 No. 212887 ID: 6192b7
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You explain to Two that the Lunchbot attacked you, and he seems to shrug and go back to just standing around looking cool.

You then turn your attention to Three.
>"Three, if you don't learn to be more subtle I'll start wearing your skin as pants."

"Would I still be alive? Because I think seein' you in tight leather pants would be worth it, doll."

>>212869
The luncbot refused to serve you and attacked you. It only got what it deserved. And tell Three that if he keeps it up he's also going to get what he deserves.

Try reverse psychology again by saying something both flirtatious and threatening.

Forget him and eat your grayish slop.

>>212903
Indeed. It will taste better since you won it in righteous combat, rather than having it doled out as a pitiful excuse for some other requested dish.

>>212887
"You'll be alive, but before I wear anything I'll eat your goddamn eyes."

>>212916
This might be a bit harsh. It is our interests to maintain good relations with our fellow experiments... even if that means putting up with certain unpleasant habits on the part of each.

>>212941
It's called banter.

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/27(Tue)21:36 No. 213085 ID: 6192b7
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You angrily snatch up your bowl of hard-earned sludge and begin to gnaw on it.

Two turns his head to the door.
"One is here." he says simply.

You wonder what he's talking about. One isn't here, and only Three can go invisible, so -

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/27(Tue)21:36 No. 213086 ID: 6192b7
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"HOLY SHIT HOW DO I DRIVE THIS THING"

man, why didn't we think of that? express your jealousy of one's cool idea.

>>213086
Man, One is kind of badass. Compliment her on her ride and tell her that you got no fucking idea.

Brofist One. That was pretty awesome.

>>213086
Shout at her:
"MAKE IT YOUR BITCH AND RIDE THE WINDS!"

>>213086
Tell her to knock it off, it's breakfast time not crush everything with freaky mind powers time.

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/28(Wed)10:55 No. 213206 ID: 6192b7
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You give One a compliment which has an underlying level of jealousy.

Two grabs hold of the drone and halts it in its tracks, though the door continues on to crash through the far wall.

"Please, One," says Two, "do try to be more careful in the future."

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/28(Wed)11:13 No. 213210 ID: 6192b7
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After a few moments, the drone is release from One's mind-grip and manages to hover away to safety.

One jumps up onto Two's back.

"Twooooooooo." she draws his name out strangely.

This... is a totally normal morning for you people, isn't it?

Use the embedded door as a table, just because you can.

>>213210
Take a bite out of the door and see how it goes with the grey sloop. Ask Two and One if they know anything about what's going to happen today.

Trippy!3GqYIJ3Obs 2010/07/28(Wed)21:33 No. 213388 ID: 6192b7
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You multitask, kneeling down and taking a bite of the door, downing it with some of the grayish slop. It tastes like door and slop.

You suddenly feel a probing sensation in your brain, and One pipes up cheerfully.

"Ooh, I like your new name, Tetra. It suits you. We should all make names! What do you think mine should be? You don't have to say it out loud!"

Two looks over at you. Or at least you think he does, you can never tell with those cool shades.

"If we are to be taking on new names," he says, "I would hope that we could speak them aloud, or else none of us would know them."

3's new name is: dumbass pervert.

>>213388
Well, we could all go with loosely number-themed names. Prima, Twain, Trinus. And loosely power-themed names. Someone else can invent those.

Did not mean to make One the only one without a T-name, it just sort of worked out that way. Though it probably opens up possibilities for all kinds of alliteration with various plays on her being classically psychic.