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365072 No. 365072 ID: f4df21

We’ve been here together since the beginning, you and I.

You are a myriad of consciousnesses, while I am your vessel; a vehicle for all of you to guide.

Our fates are intertwined in an abyss; what you may call as purgatory. This purgatory is an empty reality that is occasionally visited by the memories of those passing through this voided realm. As much as we are witnesses to these memories we are also their students; we’ve learned so much from observing these intimate memories of a stranger. These lessons range from cooking a simple meal for a family of four to knowing how to fight multiple assailants in a melee.

However, our simple lives of existing in a null world is coming to an end; we’re beginning to be invoked and be brought into a whole new existence.

But before we depart, it would be prudent of us to decide which memories we will carry into our new reality. We’ve been here for an entirety learning new things; however, I doubt we’d be able to remember all these memories in our new life. Let’s concentrate on remembering a few lessons, so that we’ll be able to easily remember them in our physical manifestation--speaking of which, we should decided upon a body as well.

Let’s take along a mundane memory of daily life so that we can adapt to our new reality, but which should we take with us?

a.) The memories of a loving mother, taking care of her family though cooking and cleaning.
b.) The memories of a caring grandfather, recounting his experiences as old tales to his grandchildren.
c.) The memories of a persistent Romeo, trying to woo a resilient Juliet that’s slowly falling for him.

We witnessed the horrors of war, but what interested us in the subject was the brutal efficient methods that great generals mustered. Which method should we pick to take along with us?

a.) Guerrilla Warfare: attacking only when you have the advantage, and retreating when you’re at a disadvantage is pragmatic. Especially when your opponent outnumbers you ten-to-one.
b.) Blitzkrieg: coordination is the key to this method, and it was wonderful watching everything fall into place to achieve a lightning-quick victory.
c.) Propaganda: winning the hearts and minds of your opponent is an unorthodox way of making your enemy benign.

We should also take a memory that would be considered forbidden. I’m sure knowing a taboo trick will give us an advantage somehow.
a.) Let’s take the memories of a venerable martial artist, who has unlocked the secrets of 'ki.'
b.) Let’s take the memories of a great physicist, who has opened the Universe’s ‘Pandora’s Box’.
c.) Let’s take the memories of a undercover spy, who has discovered startling secrets of his state.

And finally, let us decided upon a form.

a.) Male
b.) Female

You may suggest a physical description to go along with this description.
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No. 365073 ID: 9a34be

CCBB
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No. 365074 ID: 46c430

BACA. Let's try and be Jason Bourne.
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No. 365075 ID: 453e62

BABB
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No. 365076 ID: 4bdd79

>>365072
BBBA, or BBBB if people want a girl.
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No. 365084 ID: 94dd4f

BBCB
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No. 365085 ID: b6edd6

>>365076
Seconding.
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No. 365088 ID: bd2a40

BBBB
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No. 365104 ID: 92b399

BBAA
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No. 365105 ID: d75df8

CAAA
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No. 365109 ID: b57715

>>365075
this
BABB
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No. 365110 ID: da696f

BAAA
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No. 365119 ID: 6868bc

BBAA
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No. 365125 ID: c0bb4e

BCCB
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No. 365133 ID: a07272

BAAA
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No. 365135 ID: 6be395

>>365076
This.
ohboyohboyohboy
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No. 365173 ID: 2d6d07

BCAC
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No. 365184 ID: f4df21

>>365173
>BCAC

But there's no C for the forth option. D:
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No. 365192 ID: 04b491

What a sorry existence. Holding nothing of ourselves, clinging to shadows of strangers. So be it. Let's mount this puppet and give it insanity.

>BBBB

Old tales to blur the reality, overwhelming force to give arrogance, physics knowledge to deprive of meaning, female for lack of motherly love.
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No. 365198 ID: 44766a

BABB
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No. 365201 ID: a9eb7b

Have to go with BBBB, The synergies suggested by >>365192 seem fun to play in addition to creating a real terror of a general/leader, what with creating an agressive, fast, supertech army.
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No. 365204 ID: 2d6d07

>>365184
Well, I'm taking a third option, as Kirk put it and tvtropes followed.
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No. 365211 ID: 1444d5

>BBBB

Tall and willowy. Emaciated, even. Wears body armour as a matter of course after at least one failed assassination attempt. Refuses to travel in an unarmed vehicle. Has a reputation among the lower ranks for sending them to die in futile manoeuvres as a distraction for a separate assault, but many stick around due to getting to play with the 'new toys' from R&D, which she unerringly receives first pick of during testing.
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No. 365218 ID: 20f620

BCBC (or B for the fourth if C's just not an option).
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No. 365219 ID: 453e62

>>365211
we can add a PHYSICAL description. a psych profile is not a thing we can do.
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No. 365221 ID: 453e62

>>365211
also there is a good chance we are going to become a construct not a thing born of mortal parents. and we start at the beginning, at the bottom.
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No. 365241 ID: 7b805f

>>365219
You're all the "psych profile." I'm officially going to begin the quest in an hour or two.
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No. 365244 ID: 04b491

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. Suffering is our fate. A chaotic mind. A stupid mind. Wait. Our vessel. Maybe... We can't feel. Pleasure, pain, fear, anger. We can direct and choose, but not feel. Just maybe...
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No. 365249 ID: 7b805f
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365249

>>365204
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No. 365262 ID: 9c940a

I could really go for a CBAB.

A bit of advice for the future, be wary of vertically-challenged alchemists wearing red and black.
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No. 365325 ID: 7b805f
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365325

Now that we’re all packed for our journey, let’s get out of this empty place.

*****

“Pandora! This isn’t fun any more! Where are you?!”

A path! I see a path! A path illuminated by a blinding light. I feel its rays envelop me, but instead of warmth, I sense a bitter cold. An uncontrollable shiver runs rampant from my fine appendices to my torso; it’s sharp and intolerable!

“ANSWER ME ALREADY!”

The light strayed from my sight as my eyes begin to expand and contract. Everything now is a dull blur but it’s beginning to settle down. I slowly recognize saturation, shades, and even shapes.

“Pandora! There you are! What are you--AUGH! Don’t point that flashlight in my face!”

My eyes focused on a tall figure that’s being brightly contrasted by a cone of light, but the light soon swayed back on to me, blinding me.

“Adam! Look! I found a girl!”

“WHOA! And she’s alive too! AHH! What the hell, Pandy!”

The light that was directed to me sped away from me, colliding against the tall figure once more.

“Adam! Quit gawking at her like a pervert and find a blanket or something to cover her with.”

As I heard the sounds of a variety of objects being shifted, my sight begin to accustom themselves to the darkness of the room I’m in. I see tall cabinets lying on their sides on top of the smooth granite floor. Along the walls I see broken drawers, and many fractured planes of glass that were the doors of overhead shelves. Manilla folders and heavy-duty binders could be found strewn everywhere in the room, as many pages of paper littered on top of everything. It was a complete mess.

“Here! How about this, Pandora?”

I changed my attention to the tall boy who had both of his arms spread wide apart from his body; he was holding onto a long square sheet of linen on his hands. With the light still being pointed at him, I was given an opportunity to study the boy’s features. He had a square-shaped head with short blond hair. His bushy brows were broad and he had oval-shape blue eyes. I couldn’t help myself but to stare at his prominent nose.

“That will do! Please give it to me and go outside please.”

Beside the boy, I see a short-haired girl standing behind a tall desk that has a computer terminal on top of it. Her thin head is being illuminated by the computer’s monitor subtle white glow, and I am able to clearly see her youthful face due to it. Her brown eyes are narrow and squared while her short nose is wide and stubby. On top of her low-bridged nose is a pair of full-rimmed eyeglasses. She has a dainty pair of lips that looks very delicate.

“Are we going to take her with us?”

“Adam, we’ll talk about this later. For now let’s help her out and find out more about her.”

The boy nodded and handed the short girl the linen sheet.

“Don’t take too long to clothe her. We don’t want to keep Nathan waiting for too long; I know you don’t want to walk back home like last time.”

The girl smiled.

“Yeah. Remember how we got even though?”

The boy laughed out loud as he turned to walk away from the girl.

“How can’t I?! It took him a month and a half to get that gunk off of his flier.”

As the chuckling boy left, the girl turned her attention to me and gave me a friendly smile. She placed her flashlight on top of the desk, pointing it a little away from me.

“I don’t know whether you understand me or not. But I’m surprised. You’ve lived here for so long, stored away like property, in the basement of a small lab. I’ve found you by accident as I was searching for something to sell for my livelihood.”

She paused for a moment as she turned her attention to the computer beside her. I heard a continuous noise of clicks and snaps coming from the computer, and suddenly I felt a sharp yank from my back; a loud snap could be heard when I felt the yank.

“I hope that didn’t hurt you. It says you have an umbilical cord, so I told the computer to let you go.”

She was right. I felt free.

“So... Can you speak? Do you have a name?”

What should I say? What should I tell her? Questions! Should I ask her any questions?
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No. 365327 ID: da696f

Attempt to say that we, have no recollection of ever having a name, nor any other memories except for the ones that we picked.
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No. 365328 ID: b6edd6

>>365327
We probably shouldn't mention the 'picked' part. We should just say that the few memories we have are quite blurry.
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No. 365333 ID: 04b491

Our name has been given. The first thing to grace our ears. Pandora.

Can we stand? We don't know anything. We don't know anyone. Confusion. Must observe a little more. Her care, is it warm? Our first words... We're alive, out of the abyss. Words of gratitude. Not for the girl. To no one. Just grateful for being alive. "Thank you..."

>>365328
Those aren't ours. We have no memory, no recollection. We don't know ourselves.
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No. 365339 ID: da696f

>>365333
But Pandora is already the little girls name. It might get a pretty confusing with two Pandoras around.
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No. 365340 ID: 04b491

>>365339
Names aren't chosen. They're given. What are the odds of finding someone with the same name? We don't know. We don't know how many sentient creatures inhabit this environment.
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No. 365341 ID: 20f620

>>365340
You're misunderstanding here. The boy was calling the girl by the name Pandora (and she was calling him by the name Adam).

For name: Sasha might do.
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No. 365346 ID: 04b491

>>365341
No misunderstanding. First thing we heard. That's all. We can wait for another name.
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No. 365359 ID: 9a34be

Tell her that we don't have a name, as far as we know, nor any memories. We should ask her what an umbilical cord is. And what sort of research was done here.
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No. 365362 ID: 453e62

sasha is a nice name, go with that. and ask where you are.
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No. 365364 ID: 453e62

>>365333
we are her thoughts, describing her thoughts is like narrating in third person. you may think it's fancy but it gets really dull really fast.
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No. 365366 ID: 04b491

>>365364
I understand.
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No. 365374 ID: 365adf

I'll go with this "no name, no memories (aside from picked-but-we-won't-tell-them-that) plan.
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No. 365462 ID: d7822f

“I don’t know.”

I answered the black-haired girl.

“My memories are muddy and murky; it’s a mess.”

“Hmm... Now that’s a problem.”

The girl replied with a sigh.

“Fortunately, we’ve found a solution to solve one of your problems, and I’m holding onto it on my hands. Could you try to exit the capsule that you’re in?”

I obeyed as I sluggishly climbed out of the capsule that I was held. My first few paces forward from the capsule felt awfully awkward. The girl giggled at my first attempt to walk.

“Hey! At least you can remember how to sort-of walk. My name is Pandora, and I’ll soon introduce you to my partner-in-crime in a bit.”

Pandora walked around the desk and stood a little in front of me. Her head was tilted a little up as she stared into my face.

“You’re about as tall as Adam; who’s about 5’11” I believe. You’re pretty tall for a girl. Could you please raise your arms up for a bit? I’m going to wrap this linen around you, and I’m going to hold it in place with a few hairpins that I have in my hair.”

I followed her instructions as I observe her begin to work. She pressed a warm, bare hand onto a corner of the linen square against my right side. She used her other hand to guide the sheet around my slender body.

“Wow! You’re as cold as a corpse! Yet your skin feels so soft and eerily living... Okay. Could you please hold onto the ends of the linen for a moment please?”

I obliged by lowering my right arm to its side, and I held the linen’s ends together between the long fingers of my right hand. Pandora let go of the linen, and she proceeded to remove thick hairpins from her straight hair. She strategically placed each hairpin around the ends and seams of the sheet. The crude dress felt firm, but I knew that any exaggerated movement would break it apart.

“We’re not done yet.”

Pandora removed a leather belt from her waist that held her worn denim overalls tight to her rectangular figure. She then tightly wrapped it around my waist and buckled it.

“There, that should hold it together better. I don’t have any spare boots on me, so try to be careful where you step; there’s broken glass just about everywhere in this room.”

The girl turned her head to a side, facing the room’s door.

“Adam! We’re finished! You can come back in now.”

“Pandora! I’ve found the good doctor. We were wrong; he didn’t abandon this lab.”

Pandora looked grave when she heard Adam’s last comment.

“Wait! What?! Is he alive?”

“Come take a look for yourself.”

The masculine voice replied with a solemn tone.

“Oh no... I don’t like that tone! I’m coming!”

Pandora left me without any hesitation, headed toward the origin of the boy’s voice. The flashlight is still on, left on top of the table. I’m thinking of burrowing it for a moment to explore my surroundings. Maybe I’ll be able to pick up a couple of clues on what happened here? Perhaps even find something about us?

Do you have any suggestions where to go and what to do?
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No. 365467 ID: 453e62

use the flashlight and examine all around the pod you were in, maybe there is something written down about you.
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No. 365475 ID: 20f620

Yeah, let's have a look around. But do watch out for that broken glass.
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No. 365484 ID: da696f

Id say grab the Flashlight and follow Pandora, I wouldn't want to get lost in the lab and the doctor might have some answers in his room, assuming that hes dead and we cant ask him any questions. But maybe you should also take a quick look around in this room before you go.
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No. 365487 ID: 04b491

Borrow flashlight. Examine computer terminal. Examine capsule. Examine pages of paper. Be attentive to what happens outside. Carefully follow Pandora.
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No. 365534 ID: d7822f

I carefully tread toward the flashlight that Pandora left on the table, and I picked it up steadily with my right hand. Turning back to face the pod I’d occupied, I directed the light to the egg-shaped contraption. There is a console panel on the bottom of the pod, and on the panel it had a large display with a few graphs on it. I took a moment to study the graphs, but there isn’t anything measured on it. Bellow the graphs I read the words in bold, “HOPE ACTIVATED.”

Should I closely look inside of the capsule? I didn’t get the chance to ask Pandora about the umbilical cord, so maybe we should find out about it now together? Or should I move on to another suggested point of interest? Such as the computer that’s on top of the table or even look through some of the binders and folders scattered about?
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No. 365539 ID: b6edd6

We should start with the computer then look at the folders if there is nothing to be found on the computer.

Could you put something in the subject field so your posts are easier to tell apart from the commenter posts?
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No. 365540 ID: 04b491

>>365534
Go after Pandora. Go see the good doctor. He's probably dying.
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No. 365541 ID: 9a34be

Seconding going after Pandora. We have a name now, and what's happening with the Good Doctor might me more pressing, where files and computers will wait. Remember to watch your feet for glass.

>>365539
Seconding this. Either have a title or a related picture, or else it gets visually buried in the comments.
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No. 365542 ID: 04b491

>>365541
By name you mean... Hope?
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No. 365547 ID: 453e62

yeah that computer seems important. but you can multi task. grab the laptop and the folders and take them with you to the room the doctor is in.
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No. 365623 ID: b9ad1b

Using Pandora’s flashlight on hand, I navigate myself to the computer that was sitting on top of the tall desk. The suggestion to take it with me isn’t possible as the computer isn’t of the portable variety. Nonetheless, I take a minute to absorb the contents from the computer’s illuminated screen. The majority of the information presented is recorded health vitals for a Subject Hope, but there’s also a few typed evaluations from a Doctor Thoroughgood at the end of the analysis. The context of his evaluation is a summary of what the vitals meant. In his conclusion he has recommended that Subject Hope is ready for activation; however, he adds a disturbing warning to the intended reader in the end.

“...but do you really intend to release another abomination out into the world?”

Right bellow Doctor Thoroughgood’s evaluation, there’s an opened command prompt with a previous command recorded onto it.

“activate ‘Subject Hope’”

We can assume who activated Subject Hope.

I would like to delve into the computer more thoroughly, but the others are right that I should follow Pandora through this ruined lab-yrinth. But along the way out of this room, I made sure to acquire any binders and folders that were around my passing proximity. As I exit the room, I’m carrying quite a bit of future reading material.

I’ve entered a long hallway that has a flight of stairs at its end. Throughout the passageway, there are numerous opened doors that lead into other rooms. I doubt I’ll get lost on this floor, and I’m pretty sure that Pandora and her comrade are in one of these rooms.

Should I skim through every room till I find them? Or should I explore each room a bit more thoroughly? I could cry out to Pandora to see where she could be too.
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No. 365706 ID: 04b491

Exploring is a tempting option, since Pandora and her comrades attentions are focused at the good doctor - we don't know if such oportunity will arise in the future. However, his condition seems critical enough to leave us without supervision.

Let's skim through every room. If the good doctor and Doctor Thoroughgood are the same, we must be careful when approaching. He considers us an aberration. We should observe the conversation between Pandora's group and the doctor. We will intrude when most opportune.
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No. 365739 ID: 94dd4f

I say if were going we should get all the papers off the floor and in a bag or hell even a desks drawer, because there's no telling if we can come back later, and take them with us.
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No. 366066 ID: 307058

I entered the room on my right, and I see two rows of tall lockers in the center of the room. Against each wall and between the two lockers were long and narrow wooden benches; its obvious to me that this is the locker room. Most of the individual lockers were opened wide and empty. The reminder of the lockers contained broken personal items, such as a crushed compact mirror or a smashed wristwatch. I continued to briefly search each opened locker until I come across an opened briefcase in a locker. There was nothing inside of the briefcase, and I immediately thought that I could use it to carry my belongings. I took the briefcase and placed my gathered paperwork in it. I left the room carrying the briefcase on one hand and Pandora’s flashlight with the other.

The room across the locker room had flipped over desks and cubical panels either lying on top of a furnishing, such as a chair, or on the floor. There was quite a bit of shredded paper thrown everywhere as well. The most startling thing I’ve discovered about this room were the bullet holes scattered on the walls. I doubt that I’ll find anything of value here, so I left it to move on to the next room.

As I walk closer to the next pair of doors, I begin to hear voices coming from the right room.

“Adam! What happened to Dr. Thoroughgood?!”

“I don’t know. But he looks like a ghost doesn’t he?”

Curious, I entered the room to see Pandora and Adam standing in front of a tall white apparition. The room itself looked fairly odd to me; it looked untouched and unharmed compared to the other rooms that I’ve visited. The room occupied an executive desk that had a computer monitor on top of it. There was quite a bit of stationary on top of the desk, and as well as other personal mementos, such as photograph frames.

“Huh?!”

Adam turned his head to see me.

“Oh! It’s Jane Doe!”

Exclaimed Pandora, turning her attention to me as well.

“Jane what? Are you serious?!”

Pandora shook her head.

“No. That isn’t her real name, but she doesn’t remember it either; I think she has amnesia.”

“Hence ‘Jane Doe’, right?”

Pandora nodded.

“Uh-huh.”

The blond-haired boy smiled at me.

“My name is Adam. And I hope your memories will return to you soon.”

“Here’s hoping too!”

Pandora added cheerfully.

“Gabriel, if you’re listening to this, then that means that you’ve activated Subject Hope.”

The apparition began to speak to us, and we all paid attention to it.

“In this time and space, we’re being overwhelmed by Garden’s forces; they’ve found my hidden laboratory somehow, and I have my suspicions on who ratted us out. I’m sure you do as well. Nonetheless, that isn’t important any more.”

“Do you think Big Boy ratted them out?”

Pandora pondered out loud.

“Shh! I haven’t listen to this part yet so be quiet!”

Adam demanded.

“What is important is explaining the abomination that you released into the world. Subject Hope isn’t like the other homunculi, nor should you use it like any other ordinary weapon. It has sentience; it’s aware of its actions along the actions of others. To make matters worse, it hasn’t mentally matured yet due to your irritating request of conceiving it hastily; it’s as innocent as a new born baby. So it is of utmost importance that you raise it like a child. If you don’t, you’ve doomed us all.”

“Pandora... what have you released to all of mankind?”

Adam asked, looking ill.

“Oh, shut up! Jane’s just an ordinary girl. Right?”

Pandora turned to me, looking ill herself.

“Oh! How I wish I could take a look at your irritated face right now! Hehe! I know how you hate kids! But let me assure you that these negatives doesn’t outweigh the positives! Subject Hope is a third generation homunculus, and it’s the only one of its kind. It’s twice as powerful as the second generation homunculi that I’ve developed in the past, and she has powers that are out of this world thanks to Professor Hilbert.”

Professor Hilbert... I recognized that name! It’s the name of the scientist who has unlocked the secrets of the universe; the memories of the scientist that we’ve decided to take along with us.

The sound of gunfire echoed down the hallway.

“What was that?”

Pandora asked out loud, startled.

“Don’t worry about that, it’s part of the recorded message.”

Adam calmly answered.

“It sounds as though my time is up. This recorded message that I left for you is all thanks to Professor Hilbert; it’s a message that’s etched in time, wondrous isn’t it? I’m going to be leaving now from this reality with Professor Hilbert in his device. I will begin to atone for my sins of creating these dwarves in the bottle, and I doubt that you’ll ever see me again.”

The ghostly doctor heavily sighed.

“I never intended for the world to be in this sorry state. My idealism and naivety caused the world to be in ruins, and I gave power to the ones who shouldn’t have it in the first place. Please don’t make the same mistakes that I have, Gabriel. Good bye and good luck.”

The apparition vanished but it soon reappeared. Adam and Pandora turn their heads to stare at me. They both look scared. Should I say something that will calm them down? Let them know that I’m not as dangerous as Doctor Thoroughgood made me?
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No. 366083 ID: 83d76e

>>366066

"I dont know if I am Hope, but I do know that Im no blank slate. I have memories, and a sence of right and wrong."
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No. 366088 ID: 453e62

"if i'm a monster then i'm a friendly monster who protects their friends"
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No. 366157 ID: 1e3433

"Boo!"
but really
"So, is there some kinda plan, objectives, etc. or are we just going to stand around gawking at each other?"
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No. 366169 ID: ddc511

We might as well paraphrase Robert E. Howard.

"But human flesh was too frail, too paltry to hold the terrific essence that was Jane Doe. So she stood up in the shape and aspect of a woman, but her flesh was not flesh; nor the bone, bone; nor blood, blood. She became a blasphemy against all nature, for she caused to live and think and act a basic substance that before had never known the pulse and stir of animate being."

Fear. It's a useful tool until we conquer their love. Keep it. Let's be ambiguous.

We must express our gratitude, anyway. For the name, for the clothes. And recognize them.

"Thank you, Pandora."
"Thank you, Adam."
"Who is Gabriel?"
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No. 366177 ID: b6edd6

>>366157
Seconding.
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No. 366182 ID: 453e62

>>366169
they are kids, fear results in running away. they are too impulsive for fear to be a controller rather then something that makes them flip.
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No. 366190 ID: ddc511

>>366182
Never said to scare them. Impose ourselves. Assume direct control.
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No. 366191 ID: 453e62

>>366190
>Fear. It's a useful tool until we conquer their love. Keep it. Let's be ambiguous.

you very blatantly said you want them to fear us. that ain't kosher.
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No. 366194 ID: b6edd6

Humor is a much more effective tool for gaining their trust, as it makes them seem like less of a threat.
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No. 366197 ID: 453e62

>>366194
yes, and if they trust us then they will trust IN us when we tell them to do things. meaning they will follow orders even if they don't understand it.
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No. 366201 ID: ddc511

>>366191
Why, scaring and managing fear are completely different things. Let's be ambiguous, I said.
Anyway, no need to act so defensively. I am but one. I decide nothing, but I have the right to voice my ideas.

>>366194
Indeed, humour. It seems a good route. However, getting attached to them is a huge responsibility. Perhaps, a step too big for now.
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No. 366222 ID: 1e3433

>>366201
>getting attached to them is a huge responsibility
>too big
I honestly have no idea what you're talking about. We were born five minutes ago, we have zero connections and very little idea about whats going on. We have nothing to lose by letting these kids think we're friendly but we do have info and allies to lose if we freak them out.
Remember just because we act friendly doesn't mean we won't abandon them if the situation calls for it but it does mean that one of them might risk their life to save us, might confide in us secrets, might keep OUR secret and so on.
Thats why its better to be loved than feared, you gain more with fewer of the drawbacks, drawbacks like getting stabbed in the back and ratted out because they think you're a crazy talking psychopath who could kill them at any moment.
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No. 366228 ID: d292f2

Say, "So... I guess I have superpowers? Awesome!"

Pump your fist into the air energetically as you say "awesome". The intention is to compromise the integrity of your garments to distract them from the gravity of this revelation. Also, it iwll make you look silly.
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No. 366230 ID: ddc511

>>366222
I will not repeat myself. Anyway, just thought it would be a more interesting route, maybe even fun. Now, acting artificially humorous, deceiving the feelings of children who until now were so kind to us... Aren't you sadistic? I'd rather be honest and evaluate the situation.

If we give us the work of earning their trust, it would be the correct thing to rely on them too. If we want their love, we need to sincerely and appropriately reciprocate this feeling. At present, we fear them. Let's share this fear, but just a little. Why, aren't we just another child in this world? A clueless and timid one?

Hey! Don't give so much credit to me! Certainly, I'm not on the sane side of this mind!
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No. 366352 ID: 13d0dc

>>366228
this
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No. 366455 ID: 1aa93f

Hmm... Honestly, I don’t want to lie or manipulate them. I genuinely feel grateful to them for activating us. I agree that scaring them further wouldn’t benefit us; however, I understand why we should keep our nature ambiguous. Humor? I feel like it would be awkward in this tense situation, but I am giving it some thought. How about a compromise between each other’s ideas?

“Adam and Pandora, thank you for the generosity that you’ve given me.”

They remained anxious but attentive to me.

“I might be Subject Hope, but I don’t feel as though I am the monster that Doctor Thoroughgood is talking about.”

I gave them a sincere frown.

“So please don’t look at me with those eyes. I am not going to eat you.”

I snapped my teeth at them playfully after I said my last comment.

Adam turned to Pandora.

“Well? You’re the one that’s good at judging a stranger’s character; what do you think?”

Pandora eased her frighten expression.

“I... I feel that we can trust her.”

Adam remained tense.

“Fine... But what are we going to do now with the doc’ missing?”

Pandora shook her head.

“I don’t know... But everyone back at the village is going to hate this.”

Adam relaxed as he let out a heavy sigh.

“I know that... We might as well bring Jane along. Prepare her for the real world at least.”

Pandora nodded as she turned to me.

“There’s not much here for you or for any of us now. I think you should come along with us.”

This is a little too sudden... I feel as though I should remain here and search for any further clues about us. But it is tempting to leave with them. What should I do?
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No. 366458 ID: 453e62

explain you need to find some answers. and they are here somewhere. they can leave and do other things and when they come back in a few hours and if we have run out of leads we will leave. we may be nice but if we have a secret power don't want it going off by accident.
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No. 366465 ID: ddc511

Know thyself, child of insolence and science.

In fact, Doctor Thoroughgood words are far more frightening to us. Not satisfied with a mind pervaded by chaos and suffering, what wonders and abominations that lurk in our vessel? We must know.

One moment, however. Questions must be asked. Why are Adam and Pandora here? How they managed to wake us up?
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No. 366466 ID: b6edd6

>>366465
Well they woke us up by pressing the button.
What their (and their village's) relationship with the doctor is another matter.
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No. 366467 ID: ddc511

>>366466
Why, yes. They succeeded in something that whatever-messed-up-this-laboratory failed.

Anyway, what arouses fear and anger in the village? What do they mean by "the real world"? What are these beings mentioned by the doctor?
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No. 366572 ID: 232598

I shook my head to their invitation.

“I feel that I should stay here longer to find out more about myself. However, Is there anyway for you two to come back for me later?”

Pandora gave me a wide grin.

“Of course! You’re holding onto the perfect excuse for us to come back here!”

The cheerful girl turned her attention to Adam, who looked a little ill.

“We can tell Nathan in our next scavenging spot that we ‘lost’ our flashlight here. We’ll HAVE to come back to search for it!”

It was obvious that Adam didn’t like the girl’s idea due to his pained expression on his face.

“Besides us getting an earful from Nathan later on. It’ll give you two hours to search for clues around here, Jane. But I doubt that you’ll find anything new amongst the scraps left here.”

Adam added.

The black-haired girl looked back to the phantom Doctor Thoroughgood; who’s beginning to repeat his message to Gabriel.

“Garden really nailed this place hard. Poor Doctor Thoroughgood.”

Pandora said in a sadden tone.

“Who’s Garden?”

I asked bluntly.

“Garden... Garden took our happiness away from us.”

Adam answered with an angry tone.

“They killed his family.”

Pandora revealed, showing me a frown on her diminutive face.

“Just about everyone from our village has a similar story. I lost my family when we became separated in our escape from a sanctuary.”

“After the ‘Rapture,’ Garden gathered everyone who survived the calamity into a ‘sanctuary.’ There, they began to kill the ones who they deem were unfit to live in the new world.”

Adam explained bitterly.

“I’m sorry of bringing up the subject.”

I told them sincerely.

“No worries, Jane. We were going to tell you about them soon. They hardly make any trips around here, so I wouldn’t worry about them. They’re just a small part of our world anyhow.”

Adam concluded.

“Who’s Gabriel?”

I asked.

The both of them shrugged.

“We don’t know.”

Adam answered.

“What did Garden want with Doctor Thoroughgood?”

I asked them next.

“I don’t know.”

Adam said, shrugging his shoulders.

“They were probably after you, Jane. I guess they didn’t find you since you were still in your pod.”

Pandora answered.

“Then how come they didn’t take the pod with them?”

The blond boy questioned.

“Dunno. Stupidity?”

The brunette immediately replied.

“So... why are you guys here?”

I asked either of them.

“Haiku made a bet with Pandora that she wouldn’t enter the ‘Haunted Warehouse’ and bring back some proof that she was here. I was against the idea from the beginning, so I tried to stop her from running off when we landed nearby.”

Adam answered, looking irritated at the short girl beside him.

“Too bad I’m quicker than you, Adam.”

Pandora replied, grinning mischievously.

“Oh, shut up.”

Adam sneered!

“Hehe! I’m so going to prove her wrong when we take you with us, Jane!”

Pandora chuckled.

“How did you know how to activate me?”

I directed this question to Pandora.

“Oh?! You can say that I’m a computer enthusiast. I’m the only one in the village that can fix them up and operate them as well. The computer was already on when I arrived to the room that you were in, and the option to activate you was already typed in. I simply pressed ‘Enter’ due to pure curiosity and here you are now, Jane!”

“That sounds odd, doesn’t it?”

I answered her.

“It does... That’s pretty creepy.”

Adam replied, looking anxiously around him.

“Are you sure you want to stay here on your own, Jane?”

Adam asked me with a slight frighten tone in his voice.

I’m pretty sure of myself that I’d like to stay here a little while longer; how about the rest of you? Nonetheless, do you guys have any further questions to ask them before they leave?
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No. 366573 ID: 232598

>>366572
Sorry. The title should say, 'Interrogation Time.' I'm blaming this on my lack of sleep.
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No. 366574 ID: 453e62

ask if being shown around would be a good idea at all. wouldn't garden wonder where a new person came form out of nowhere? she could use tons of things around here as proof. then after they leave start with the folders you have. then go back to the computer.
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No. 366612 ID: ddc511

I'm really worried about Pandora and Adam. I know that we should distance ourselves, but I have a bad feeling about our awakening...

Ask them to wait a few minutes? No more than necessary. We need to check the computer. Mainly, we need to know when the computer was activated. Maybe Pandora can help us with that. That's all. If I'm wrong, we can come back on another occasion. Otherwise, we must leave.

Anyway, we need to know if we'll be a problem for the village.
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No. 366642 ID: 0555b4

I don't like the fact that the computer was already on and ready to activate us when the kids got here.

It looks like someone else was here looking for us and they may still be around. So probably it's not a good idea to stay here on our own.

I say we go with the children. We can probably come back another time to look for information about Subject Hope and the homunculi.
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No. 366646 ID: 453e62

unless the computer was set to a motion sensor or timer. or it could simply be a very robust future computer and was left on the whole time.
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No. 366654 ID: f70e5e

I think going with them is a better idea than staying here alone. we can always come back later. though taking the hardrive from the computer and any files we can carry might be a good idea.
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No. 366679 ID: ddc511

With all due respect, we're an "abomination with unique powers". I fear for the safety of the children and the village. We're a great risk to those around us. However, I dislike the idea of leaving them alone now that they're related to us. Maybe they're pawns of something bigger. Should we watch over them? I'm compelled to do so...
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