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Mr. Dismuvet took a small blue onesie out of his pocket and leaned against the wall.
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The man who I took to be Joriah, pulled a lever and the machine sputtered to life. He reached over and grabbed the ribbon I was attached to. His face was long and sad and his eyes showed hints of great fatigue. "Lets get this over with." he said in a suprisingly soothing voice. I knew I somehow needed this person to do something for me.
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He placed me in a small metal box and I whimpered insignificantly. "I know I hate this job," he sighed. "This is the test to make sure his procedure will work" he muttered softly. "If it is safe I will then bring you into the Espasky to preform the procedure," he whispered. I knew that if I played this out right Joriah could be my secret weapon.
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again hi
But how? It's not like I could talk, even if I could, how could I talk to Joriah without Mr. Dismuvet overhearing? My thoughts were interrupted by a buzzing noise coming from the machine and a thin blueish mist forming around me. My eyes closed and opened. Opened and closed. Over and over again, and I couldn't help it, it just happened. Then, after what felt like hours, my eyes closed for the last time and stayed closed. The buzzing noise grew louder and louder until I could bear it no more. I let out a shriek and burst into tears. I went on like this until I heard a lisping female voice, “Right-o! I'd like the finest human body for my chick-son here to wear to his birthday party.” another voice replied, “Of course! We just got one this morning. The finest! It has black hair, blue eyes and it's wearing-” he was interrupted. “I don't care what it's wearing! I'll dress it myself, so get on with it and show it to me!” Just then, I realized that they had been talking about me! That was exactly what I had looked like…that is, before I had become this baby-thing. My eyes flicked open and I saw myself – my normal self – and I saw standing before my body, surveying it as one might survey a suit of clothes, wondering how well they would fit, a tall, elegant lady whose face was covered with too much makeup, a sturdy-looking store-clerk, and a strange thing with tentacles was just stepping out of a little boy's sailor-suited body and into my own body. At that moment, the store-clerk glanced up at me, saw that my eyes were open, and let out a series of chimes into a small penny-shaped device. Alarms began to ring, as if from far away, and my eyes sapped closed again as I heard the tromp of running footsteps. Then my eyes opened and I was still in my baby body in the machine.
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I became curious and confused and scared all at the same time. I felt so beaten down from all I'd been through today. Today? I had no sense of time and hardly a sense of existence.
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I opened my eyes and found that I was moving, although I couldn't feel anything. That was when I realized that I was inside someone, presumably the weird 'lady'. Stuck inside her, again nothing more than consiousness. I did not know what to do about this. All I could do was look ahead at the seen that was being portrayed in front of me. The scene that the lady, who had stolen my body, was portraying, if by accident or on purpose.
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And what a strange scene it was.
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Indeed; the lady had gone too.
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Again hi, again hi, you all.
Far and I was getting mad, really mad at all these strange creatures.
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Hi, Elwood. P.S., I think one of the admins added a period at the end of that sentence, sorry 🙂
Each time the lady passed the creatures, they seemed to cower. This led me to thinking that she had great power over them…
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Again my primitive mind drifted into escape plans. Plans that didn't exist yet. Yet was the keyword of that sentence.
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I am keeping this alive, ontel I am done writing for it
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Aww, poor Elwood. Thanks for trying to keep this thread alive. I don't think you'll ever see this, but it was fun. Are you someone else, or did you just come here to do this? Or are you Katie? I loved your riddles.
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