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>>3020299
From the clutch of enslaved women emanate snores and groans, for wearied by their toil and bondage their night is fitful as that of the warrior-woman Shasta! As she lies upon the ground amid the others, yoked in heavy irons until she holds certain that the girl Rin will not be harmed for her escape, drift back in time she does, to that day when first she rebelled, and the strange events which followed the upturning of what little life she had known.

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As Reproductive Unit RU-34, the only name she had ever been given, she was led unwilling to the engineered state of motherhood, yet before her jailers could finish their task, the seed of rebellion was instead planted in her mind!

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And rebel she did, for the girl found that as her blood rose so too did her strength, her speed, until none could hope to stand against her!

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Escaped but not free, her exuberance she found short-lived, vanishing as quickly as it came, and to the safety of Sixteen and the arms of Nine did she flee, for assuredness was upon her fully that no lead could draw her to such a role as that which she had been born into!

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Yet never did those who sought to control her cease their effort to retrieve her alive and intact, and had it not been for the Nine's cleverness she knew with certainty that all of them would have been caught.

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How well Shasta recalls awaking in the darkness of the abandoned tunnel, the end of the path which began when up did Nine pry a panel from beneath Sixteen's cot, and the terror which stretched out before she heard at last the faint and steady beat 'neath Nine's broad chest and the sight of Sixteen's shadowed form, still and silent after the effect of the numbing gas.

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On their heels dogged those same guards, harangued mightily and tasked with her retrieval, a fact for which the one sought to right with her baton and the girl's hide as balance!

Again did that strange power wash over her, driving her to heights of prowess undreamt of, yet even as the guard was flung through the air for the second time did it leave her utterly awash in weakness!

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Her own heavily-armored form pinned between exposed beams and the dead weight of her limp cohort, the guard struggled to throw off the other and right herself, and Shasta remembers...

>Picking up the baton and fighting the guard
>Trying to rouse Nine and/or Sixteen
>Fleeing into the tunnels
>Something else

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Episode 1:
>>2965446

Episode 2:
>>2986314

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>>3020327
>>Trying to rouse Nine and Sixteen

>>3020327
literally loled at the filename

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Collapse she does, knees too weak to further bear her frame, and upon the prone body of the man called Nine does she land, and cry she does in agony and fear for herself and her friends!

"Oh, Nine, please, wake up, for science-"

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"Hello, beautiful."

The nonchalantness with which the man returns her tears at once throws her in disarray, so sure of his imminent passing was she!

"Nine! You're awake! Thank science, the guard is almost loose and Sixteen is-"

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Hearty and virile is the man Nine, and at once he is on his feet, eyes casting about the darkened room to settle on Sixteen's limp body!

"Police? I don't- Sixteen!"

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"What's all this about, then?" Sixteen asks as she rises groggily to rest with elbows propped against a beam.

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In her heart is rekindled hope, that together with her friends may she soon escape this place, when from her breast is nearly startled a shriek at the shout of the other guard, now freed and wickedly armed!

"Hold it, are-you! And you, step away from that Reproductive Unit!"

>Try to use Nine's clout to stop the fight
>Shove the guard and run
>Something else

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>>3020467
>Try to use Nine's clout to stop the fight

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Fingers clutch upon synthetic tunic as terrified in the face of returning to her former life, the girl pleads with the man Nine to intervene!

"Oh, Nine, don't let her take me back!"

"It's all right, Thirty-Four," Nine soothes in his baritone voice. "I am Exploration Unit Eee-You Oh-Nine. Whatever may have happened before this point, I'm sure the Council will be pleased to see us all safely brought before them so this misunderstanding can be rectified."

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"Eee-you, huh?" mutters the guard, intoning her voice as to mull her options, yet in her menacing posture the girl sees a change, from belligerent to dutiful, and against one palm the burly woman taps her baton a single time before at last relenting!

"Alright, let's go."

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The trembling girl presses even more close against the man Nine and gasps a plea as eyes meet in the glinting light. "Oh, Nine! I can't go back!"

"Now, Thirty-Four, you must trust me!" he says, holding her firmly in thick arms. "The Council will listen to reason!"

>Trust Nine and go back with them
>Bolt and run
>Something else

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>>3020562
Trust nine

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"I said, let's go," growls the guard, and though her baton is held at bay the ire in her voice does not escape the girl's keen ears! "Don't make me change my mind."

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A whisper passes through lips trembling yet full as the girl balks "Nine, I'm frightened! All these strange things that have been happening to me... all these strange thoughts I've been having... I don't know what's right anymore, but I don't want to go back to the reproductive facility ever again!"

"There's no cause for fear, Thirty-Four. We'll go directly to the Council, and I'll be next to you the entire time. Now, will you trust me?"

A breath, another, and then at once, before her trepadation may take control of the rudder again, a word.

"Yes."

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"What about the other guard?" pipes Sixteen as Nine guides the girl into the darkened tunnel.

"I'll send a medic down here if she doesn't report back by the end of our shift," answers the woman without concern.

Gonna pause here for the evening, but I will be back tomorrow and we can keep going!

Thanks for playing so far!

can anyone give me a link to the old thread?
I need to read up on that

missed it yesterday, glad it's back

>>3021009
>can anyone give me a link to the old thread?
>I need to read up on that

>>3020341

>it's another LQ forgets to link the new thread in the old one episode

>>3021345
I didn't realize the old thread was still alive!

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Above her looms a bulky form more than half her weight again even stripped of the armor, yet the slight woman relinquishes not what little duty has been given to her!

"Wait! You can't interrupt the Council during their closed mee-"

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"I know you have no idea what I've been through today, so I'm going to be generous and count to three before I lay this baton across your skull and take your key-card myself."

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"The Council will now hear your concerns."

At once do the elders of the Arcology erupt in consternation, for the sight before them is not only unscheduled but unheard of!

"Civic Unit See-You Eighty-One, what is the meaning of this interruption?"

"Is that a Reproductive Unit?"

"An are-you? Here? In the Council Chambers?"

"What is she doing outside of the reproductive facility?"

"Exploratory Unit Eee-You Oh-Nine, explain this at once!"

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"Councilwomen, Councilman, this is Thirty-Four," the man Nine calls in his bold and pleasing voice. "She has some things she would like to bring to your attention!"

"Go on, Thirty-Four!" pipes Sixteen at her back. "Tell them what you told me earlier!"

>Impassioned plea for freedom
>Logical argument against the Arcology's reproductive policies
>Something else

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>>3022232
>Impassioned plea for freedom

Sorry, had to run out for a little while. Writing it up now!

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"Please, you can't make me go back to the reproductive facility," the girl bursts, voice quavering near hysterics as she staggers weak-kneed toward the council bench. "I don't care if it means the end of civilization! I want to leave the Arcology, to explore the unknown world outside!"

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"See-You Eighty-One, who is this are-you?"

Though meek to retire in the wake of the Council's unplanned audience, the bureaucrat sees now a chance to redeem herself in their eyes! "She was scheduled for her first process this morning, Councilman. During the initial examination she attacked the doctors and fled to a decommissioned level with Eee-You Oh-Nine and Tee-You Sixteen. We only recently recovered her."

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"Attacked?"

"Fled?"

With shock do the elders repeat Eighty-One's statements, an accurate if highly unflattering portrayal of this most momentous day, and amid their fuming agitations comes forth a most awful of proclamation!

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"This Council has reached a decision-"

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"Exploratory Unity Eee-You Zero-Nine," the aged man intones, gaze boring into the glittering flintlike eyes of the man called Nine, "your continued and unregulated fraternization with this Reproductive Unit has obviously led to serious and potentially life-threatening hazards for us all!"

At this the girl reels back, barely catching herself on one dainty heel as she turns to rebuke the Councilman, yet his next words send her to a numbing cold of shock!

"Therefore, it is the decision of this Council that you be exiled from the Arcology... forever!"

"No!"

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>>3022538
Demand to speak to the manager.

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>>3022538
exile us instead!

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"Guards! Call for an escort to take Exploration Unit Eee-You Oh-Nine to the nearest-"

"Wait!" The girl's voice is nearing raw, so stridently has she protested their plight, yet to no avail, and wearied by her complaints the elders move to ignore her, yet at her next outburst even they must pause! "Every citizen may request to see the Supreme Scientist once! This law applies to all citizens, even Repro- even me! I request... no, I demand to see the Supreme Scientist!"

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The council, caught surprised by this most ancient of rites, is struck off-guard in the face of the girl's challenge!

"We haven't used that law in-"

"There's been no need to-"

"I don't think we should disturb the-

"We have to follow the regulation-"

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"Very well," the Councilman states, leaning across the bench to glare down at the girl. "But this will be your final request."

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Open slides the door, and the girl knows not what to expect beyond it, surely some terrible laboratory of convoluted nightmares, yet instead finds a small and quiet room, comfortably appointed and staffed by a single figure!

"Ah, Are-You Thirty-Four. Come in. You two may leave us."

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At this the guard to her rear starts, and protests mightily! "Sir, this one is extremely dangerous! Are you sure-"

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With placidness and tranquility in his voice the elderly man replies, "There's no need to be concerned, Ess-You Seventy. I'm well aware of what our girl is capable of." Hesitant is the step which carries the girl into the room, and bidden she is to repose. "Come in, my dear. Sit down. I know you're quite wearied."

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Apprehension slows her descent, yet the girl does as she is bidden and eases herself at last to the soft seat. For a long moment the old man beams at the sight of her, yet just as she raises her breath to speak do his own thoughts take voice!

"My, you're even more lovely than when last I saw your picture. You may not realize it, but you are among the most valued citizens in the Arcology. Why-"

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"Enough!" the girl cries, pounding upon the table a pair of dainty fists. "Reverse the Council's decision! Leave Nine as he is, and as for me-"

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"Do you see those six plants?" the old man asks serenely, seemingly unconcerned with the girl's outburst.

"Five, you mean-"

"Five which survived," he appends. "This is the project which has consumed so much of my time. A solution to our ultimate problem that you well know is driving our species to extinction. Out of all the countless formulas I've attempted, those six were the only ones to show promise, and of those six, only one may yet prove viable."

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"You are much like that rare formula, my dear. You have one thing which so few others have, such a vital thing which you possess, and we must keep safe this vital thing, if we may ever survive!"

"What do you-"

"Councilmember See-You Twenty-Two's decision was made in haste, not examined fully, and so it will be waived. Exploration Unit Eee-You Zero-Nine will not be exiled..."

"Thank science!"

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"...provided that you realize your value to the Arcology, and return to the reproductive facility!"

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>>3023041
What if I refuse and want my freedom instead?

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>>3023041
Well, it's time to murder the next breeding stud we get paired with...

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>>3023041

Eat the plants.

>>3023128
Lmao fuck off

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"I'll never cooperate! That strength I had before will come back, and I'll free myself! I promise, if you put me in a room with another Sample Unit, I'll-"

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"Unfortunate that it has to be this way, Thirty-Four, but you seem too spirited to easily rein in, and our needs are too great to release you from your task. I dislike keeping Reproductive Units under the effect of soporific gas for extended periods of time, but we must make do with every resource at hand. As for Eee-You Zero-Nine... See-You Fifty-Six?"

"Yes?" comes a woman's voice from the air about them.

"Have Exploration Unit Eee-You Zero-Nine permanently decommissioned."

"Yes, sir," the voice agrees.

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At once the girl leaps to her feet and cries "No! You mustn't kill Nine! I-"

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"Sir?"

"What is it?" barks the old man at the interruption.

"Eee-You Zero-Nine cannot be located at the moment.

"What?" demands the Supreme Scientist, jolting forward in his seat as he stares gape-mouthed to the ceiling. "Was he not under guard?"

There is a pause, a full moment, before the voice returns.

"The guards are unconscious at the moment."

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"Guards!"

At the old man's cry the door recedes to reveal beyond the waiting guards, who step gleefully inside!

"Secure the Reproductive Unit!"

"Yes, sir!" smirks the one, raised baton gleaming in the artificial light of the ceiling!

Oh god were going to eat the plants aren't we

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"No! Leave me alone! Why can't you leave me alone?"

The girl's cries turn to shrill mewlings as backward stumbles she from the well-padded chair, overturning it as she flees the grasping gloves of the armored women who press her trepidatiously and blindly back!

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At last her shapely posterior jars against the counter's facing, and over the rattling of the glass jars 'gainst one another she cries again, plaintively, pathetically, and sees the girl does what may be her only desperate escape from this life of torment!

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"Watch out-"

"Don't let her-"

Before the guards can stay her hand the girl grasps from behind her flowing curled hair last in the row of poison-soaked growths, plucked from the bottle to be held dripping clenched 'twixt perfect teeth!

"Stop! Don't move!" cries the old man as his arms fly as if to remotely tear the stalk from her grasp! "If she eats that it will surely kill her!"

"Then I know what I must do," says the girl, a tear slipping from the corner of her eye.

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"Oh, Nine," says she, and as the stalk breaks with a sharp crunch between her teeth the bitterness which floods her mouth matches not at all the feeling in her breast as she prepares to die.

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Yet the burning pain which she expects does not reveal itself, and for a moment she wonders if perhaps she has a slow and torturous end to face, when an involuntary gasp fills her lungs and a thunderous drumming rises from the depths of her skull to fill her ears, spreading through her limbs its incredible power!

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>>3023381
a wirlwind of pain descends upon those before us

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>>3023381
Throw the chairman through a wall, someone has to fly through a wall

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Again does the girl feel course through her muscles awesome strength, overwhelmingly so, and as the guard advances the girl lifts the armored woman from her feet as effortlessly as plucking the poisoned stem!

"Now, if you won't let me out, I'll break my way out-"

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Before she can make good on her threat is the girl sent reeling and dazed, struck from behind by a blow that would fell any normal human!

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Muffled are the words which float through the murky submersion surrounding the girl's ears, though of her would-be jailers' intent she has no uncertainty!

"Quick, get her hands before she recovers!"

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>>3023532

Use chairman to beat the guards. THEN throw him through a wall, that was a good plan!

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>>3023532
Run, enough waiting around, we have to find a way out of here, use our improved legs to outrun them

>>3023536
>>3023535
ok, now what?

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>>3023532

Iblike this>>3023535 plan but Inlike this >>302353. Roll better

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"Careful, careful," directs the old man from somewhere far away. "The effects of the experimental substance seem to be subsiding, but we can't be too caref-"

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As one gloved hand is placed heavy on the girl's shoulder, her hot vigor explodes with flame anew, and the guards are flung hapless across the small room, narrowly missing the old man as he spryly dodges their heavy forms!

"No! I'll never go back!"

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"You won't get far, Are-You Thirty-Four!" the old man calls at her back, but the girl is already through the doorway hastily left open by the eager guards!

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"Oof! Where's she going in such a hurry?"

"I didn't think are-yous were allowed outside of Repro!"

"They're not!"

Heedless to the cries of the women left battered in her wake, the girl plunges forward, even as the air of the hallway thunders with a voice which silences even the pounding between her ears!

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"ALERT. ALERT. A DELIRIOUS REPRODUCTIVE UNIT HAS FLED THE REPRODUCTIVE FACILITY. SHE IS A DANGER TO HERSELF AND OTHER CITIZENS. REPORT TO A SECURITY UNIT IMMEDIATELY IF YOU SEE HER."

That same strange force which gives her such vigor clears the ringing in her ears at once, and the girl hears from around the corner most recently rounded a rising whining noise of an electric motor!

"Oh, science-"

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"There she is! Faster!"

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Fast as the electric cart carries the two, faster still do the girl's feet keep pace, for their mistress spies a junction in the corridor!

"She's headed for that maintenance tunnel!"

"The cart's too wide to fit!"

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Clambering from the cart come both guards, aroused by the chase and the thrill of violence sought, and gladly do they charge forward heedless of their weighty armor!

"Come on, we'll follow her on foot!"

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But the Security Units, though bred and worked to be stronger than any other in this place, still grow wearied from the weight of their armor before they may close the gap, and losing sight of the girl with burning ragged breaths find that no fear of retribution may stoke the waning pistons of their legs!

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Far ahead, the girl feels no weight, only an intense exuberance which propels her alighting nearly through the air itself as she races dreamlike along the emptied corridor, and she knows that she will not stop until she reaches that place which has consumed her every waking moment with a longing of such intensity that she is helplessly pulled every-more toward...

...that place called freedom!

That's it for tonight, but I'll be around all day tomorrow and we can have more fun then!

Thanks for playing, everybody!

>>3023907
Thank you for running, LQ!

>>3023907
Thanks for running!

Now it makes sense why Shasta did what she did with the witch, she tryed to do with her the exact same thing the chairman did, and hell, one of the plants was missing from the arcology, maybe it was the plant witch had. Everyone is trying to use her, she will not let it happen! Now, at least we spared dear Rin more suffeering, but we still have to get her out of here

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Delicate bare feet skid across the floor, soft soles not used to the exertion of hard running, but no pain is felt, only an incredible feeling of lightness, as ears pounding with blood the girl races through the maintenance corridors, seeking blindly some means of escape from this cloistered world! Yet as she loops back upon the same path which she trod only moments ago, the incomparable feeling which fires inside her breast begins to wante, replaced by the cold fear that she may not find her way free before her jailers close their pursuit!

And then she spies a side passage, and finds a most unexpected leaving! Upon the floor a guard lies sprawled, and beyond reach of the prone and still figure a baton!

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"Out cold," the girl mutters to herself, stooping low to lift the heavy weight of the limp guard and pry up the shielding visor. "But who could have done it, unless-"

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Ears sensitive beyond anything she has experienced until this day catch beyond the edge of the blank smooth doorway the slightest crease of synthetic fabric against itself, and the girl feels her legs flex with burning power before she is aware of her own instinct!

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"Got you!" shouts the girl, leaping upward to snatch with strength unbound the figure hiding beyond the edge of the corridor, but at once do her beautiful eyes flare with surprise as she gasps a name!

"Sixteen?"

"Thirty-Four!"

"What are you doing here?" exclaims the girl.

"They took Nine and me to a room with police and said to wait for them, but then Nine said he thought they were going to try to kill him so- oh, Thirty-Four, you should have seen him! We escaped but I couldn't keep up with h-"

"Nine? He was here?"

"Yes, he went that w-"

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Sixteen quiets at a sound which echoes unbidden down the length of the hallway behind, and the girl's heart pounds not with strange serums but with the fear that she may be caught so close to her unseen goal!

"Up ahead! Check that corridor!"

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>>3025271

Run! whichever way was 'that way!'

Rolled 9 (1d12)

>>3025271
bring sixteen with us , keep running

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>>3025271
Nine left her behind? Starting to be suspicious....

Let's run and bring her to safety

>>3025408
I think so too, I smell betrayal.

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"Sixteen, I have to leave," the girl confides. "I have to leave this place. If I don't-"

"But why? Is it really so bad?"

"I didn't think it was, but now that I've experienced a taste of freedom... oh, Sixteen, I can't ever go back to that life!"

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"Come with me!" the girl cries, grasping Sixteen by her arms.

"What, me?"

"Yes! Come with me, Sixteen! We'll find Nine, and we'll leave this place for good, and we'll find whatever it is outside the Arcology-"

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"But I have to go to work in the morning!" blusters the girl, seemingly blinded at the prospect of upending her conventional routine.

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Before the girl can begin to speak emerge into the corridor shapes all too familiar, and one guard raises a gloved hand to point triumphantly to the room beyond!

"There she is!"

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Fingers enfold suddenly upon Sixteen's hand in an iron grasp which compels the other forth!

"What are you doing?" gasps Sixteen as she is dragged loping along like jettison snagged and battered in the wake of a windswept ship!

"If I escape I don't want them taking it out on you!"

>>3025441
poor sixteen, she doesn't grasp the concept of freedom, wish we could save her

>>3025463
16 probably has never been a breeding unit

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"Another dead-end!" chirps Sixteen as the pair doubles back around, heavy footfalls of boots dogging their heels and echoing off the smooth tiling of the corridor! "They probably didn't make any exits when they built this place! After all, who needs to leave the-"

"Wait!" calls the other, for beyond a shadowed recess thunders a noise unlike anything she has ever heard before!

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Fear drives her pace to quicken, yet as the girl steps beyond the opening does she nearly lose her footing, for the metal is slick with wetness!

"What is it?" calls Sixteen from behind her, peering into the space beyond.

"I... I don't know!" confesses the girl called Thirty-Four, slender fingers groping for purchase against the exposed metalwork.

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Eyes adjust to the gloom, and features set themselves apart, for the girl sees that far below a huge torrent of water pounds raggedly against the smooth edges of the enclosure, roiling and casting spray throughout the air to batter its way into a narrow gap nearly submerged by the froth!

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"It smells awful!" Sixteen chirps, setting the other girl to unease as she leans precariously past the edge. "And what are those gr-"

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"Hold it, are-you!"

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Rolled 9 (1d12)

>>3025804
"Trust me sixteen, I'm sorry"

"Don't move our I throw her through a wall!"

"I love you sixteen, goodbye"

When they get near we jump in the water, hopefully they won't punish her

Rolled 11 (1d12)

>>3025804
Nine betrayed us and sixteen, he probably thought that delivering us to the council would make him avoid a punishment, then he escaped and left her behind when he thought they would punish him anyway.

"Let's jump"

>>3025770
okay how the hell did you build this
I don't recognize those parts at all
(looks fantastic btw)

>>3025984
it looks like segments from a pirate ship set

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"Oh, Sixteen, I'm sorry I got you caught up in all this! If only Nine hadn't abandoned you-"

"He didn't exactly. Abandon me, I mean. We sort of got separated, and next thing I knew I was in the room by myself! Well, there was that guard, but she was-"

"I can't stay in this place... but if I leave they'll punish you!"

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"Tee-You Sixteen has no reason to fear us," calls a voice at the girl's back, and as she turns her eyes narrow in hate, for she beholds the face and form of her torment's patient architect, the Supreme Scientist of the Arcology! "I have seen the tapes. All she has done is follow your lead."

"You! Come to call me back to a life spent on a cold metal table?"

"We can arrange better conditions for you," the Supreme Scientist says, smiling, hands raised conciliatorially. "More pleasant accommodations. Mood-altering chemicals to-"

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"A slave by any name is still a slave."

"Think about what you can offer to us!" calls the old man, throwing his arm out as a drowning man might cling to the hull of a ship. "To the world! To mankind! You may carry within you the seed of our race's survival! For a generation have we worked to guide this society, to craft the perfect receptacle for the future! The Security Units, created with strength, resiliance, durability! Technical Units, like your friend Tee-You Sixteen! And you, lovely Are-You Thirty-Four, you are the precious vessel for the sustainability of our society!"

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"Alright, I'm stepping back inside," calls the girl at last, then glances to the other. "Goodbye, Sixteen. You're a good friend and I'll always love you."

"Good luck."

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"No!" shouts the Supreme Scientist, lunging forward with desperation, but his fingers clutch only air, for the girl is already beyond the ledge, plunging downward, body arced in a perfect diver's pose as she slices through the misty air to the churning caged river below!

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She surfaces, more by luck than skill, for as she breaches above the foam, hair clinging in wet locks 'gainst graceful neck and shoulders, panic strikes her heart for never has she encountered more water than the meager amount rationed out for cleanliness, and she finds herself helpless and lost as the suction from the drain catches her and pulls the hair rising from her scalp as the wind it creates yanks her through the gap!

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And on the other side all is a tumbling roaring blackness, and she finds herself truly lost.

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And after that...

...nothing.

good night guys, see you QM, thanks for running

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There is a long time, longer than she knows, a hundred eons in which there is only nothing, an emptiness that spans out so long she forgets entirely that anything else once existed.

But then at last she becomes aware of a noise, a pleasant repeating sound, high-pitched, almost like bursts of music, that calls to itself in a trilling warble, and against delicate cheek she feels soft and spongy cushioning above a surface hard yet yielding, but such strange light!

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The world upends itself as she weakly shifts to sit up, throwing her to the stream in which she floats, a second baptism but a first in this new life after life!

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"By science," she whispers, and as she pulls herself up eyes large and lovely widen even as mind quests for some comparison to what it beholds!

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Never has she imagined such overpowering colors, such cloying and intoxicating scents, such a cacophony of riotous sound, a hundred noises with a hundred origins, and nowhere can be seen white and tiled walls, for there is nothing here save an endless expanse of green and growing things!

"By science," she whispers again, overwhelmed in this place so unlike anything of which she had ever dreamt!

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The rapturous joy swelling in her breast is doused at once, for with a loud crack of something underfoot comes an intruder into this new world!

"Found you at last!"

"No!"

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Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>3026527
The guard steps into a rabbit hole and hits her head on a rock, falling unconscious. Shasta then steals her stuff.

Rolled 8 (1d12)

Boy oh boy, Lego Quest! It really is my birthday!
>>3026527
Throw the woman into the water (and maybe hold her under if need be).

Rolled 12 (1d12)

>>3026527
Throw flowers in her face, maybe she has allergy or something.

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"Just try it!" she cries, though her bluster matches not her voice, but weakened as she is fear quavers in her words as the guard clambers over the long and carpet-covered obstacle with malice rising in her growls!

"I'm going to make sure you can never run away ag-"

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Kicked loose by the guard's boot, the stalks of scintillating blooms suddenly throw themselves apart, and from them bursts a small shape, white and unknown completely!

"Aaah!"

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The thing, for there is no word she holds to describe it, leaps from the clear space into the tangle across from her, vanishing in an instant, yet even as it does the guard sets upon her, grasping her thin covering and raising baton in thick fingers wrapped in muddied glove!

"Now, let's get you prepared for travel-"

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In a blur are a fistful of colored shapes slashed through the air, grasped tight in fingers thin and delicate, to batter as the lashes of a flagellant, yet so light is the impromptu weapon that it is not pain which stays the guard's swing, but surprise!

"Aaauh-?"

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"Poor little are-you. Looks like whatever they gave you has finally... has finally... has..."

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"Choo!" exclaims the guard, her grip releasing on the baton as upright is she thrown with a start!

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Before her would-be captive's eyes the guard lurches backward, lips gaping as hands clutch impotently!

"Aah... Aah-"

>>3026822
is this woman and the one who got eaten by the plant one in the same?

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"-Choo!"

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"Choo!"

Uncaring of any prey, the guard stumbles forward, caught helpless in unceasing sternutation!

>Hit her while she's distracted
>Run away while she's distracted
>Help her
>Something else

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>>3026836
No, they have different face printing

Rolled 3 (1d12)

>>3026847
take of her hat and knock her out with it, then steal her baton and hat and escape to the left.

Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>3026847
Grab her baton, flip her helmet around, then run off into the woods.

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Desperately do her legs carry her to leap upon the back of the guard, and though her voyage is made with a single purpose, to wrench the helm from the woman's head and break the armored shell which encases her, purchase is sought but not found as another sneeze wracks the unwilling mount!

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To the stream fall both, to within arm's reach of the baton, yet the woman's blind weight pins down arms which strain but cannot reach!

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Sensing her quarry's position, the guard throws to the side, knocking her pinned to her back and helpless as another sneeze flies from the shaded face!

"CHOO!"

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Rolled 3 (1d12)

>>3026988
Close her helmet's visor to blind her and kick her off!

Rolled 5 (1d12)

>>3026988
throw more nature in her face

>>3026988
Guard gets attacked by adorable bunnies, who further ravage her sinuses with their adorable bunny dander.

Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>3027011
>>3026988
Damn it...

Rolled 5 (1d12)

>>3026988
Beat her with a fish!

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The strange small white thing again leaps into view, bounding across the open space and through a shallow banking in the stream, and she sees that whatever it is, the thing cannot aid her in her struggle!

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But these growths! she thinks, as limber frame stretches to the utmost limit under the shifting weight of her armored opponent until fingertips brush against the tangle of stalks, some kind of poison! If I can only reach-

At that instant does the guard lean away, enough for the form beneath to slip free, and grasp at last that which she has sought!

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Yet as she turns to strike she beholds that gathered in her hand are no inert blooms, but clutched instead a chittering blood-spatted monstrosity that snaps at her with its parrotlike beak even as rough tendrils squirm to break her grip!

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Rolled 1 (1d12)

>>3027166
Well, time to do the obvious.

>(beats guard with monster)

>>3027194
Come on, really?!

Rolled 5 (1d12)

>>3027166
Oh hell no! Throw that shit at the guard!

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In abject horror and disgust does she fling the nightmarish thing from hand, a scream coaxed unbidden from her throat!

"Aaaiiii!"

Rolled 12 (1d12)

>>3027166
That counts as a fish for guard beating purposes

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"What? What is it?" gasps the guard, righting herself as at last subsides the fit of sneezes.

>>3027306
WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU

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Yet even as she does the guard stiffens and whispers "By science-" as she slowly turns in terror to survey the crouching, chittering things which surround them!

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Rolled 9 (1d12)

>>3027313
Give her a slight push to the ground! All we need to do is be the less delicious-looking target!

Rolled 6 (1d12)

>>3027313
Grab the baton and book it!

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"It's alright," the guard murmurs, slowly raising one hand from her side. "I'll just grab my baton and-"

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Before she can react, dainty hands with surprising strength thrust out, for she sees at once that to leave this woman alive means she will not truly be free, and the guard is knocked off-balance into the swarm of sharp-beaked terrors!

"Wh-aaah!"

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No sooner is the stillness broken that the monsters descend on the hapless guard, rending the armor apart to slash and gnaw at the juicy flesh beneath even as their meal's screams fill the air!

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Just beyond the kicking feet of the screaming pile lies the baton, and she smiles at the prospect of a weapon carried in hand through this strange place-

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-yet as she creeps close does one of the chittering monsters turn, beak slick with the guard's blood, sending her scurrying backward away from the razor-sharp menace!

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And so she ran, barefoot as a newborn, into the unknown jungle. In her breast dwelt icy terror for what awful things may lie in wait, yet around that chilled fist which encircled her heart roared a tremendous fire, driving her onward, for she saw that at last that she was free!

>>3027507
next thread back to present times!

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"Shasta?" calls a voice from behind, and she turns, limbs strain against entwinements.

"Sixteen?"

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"Shasta?"

"Sixteen!"

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"Shasta?"

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Alert at once, the warrior-woman bolts upright, heavy chains clanking about themselves as she does, and sees that she has slept the entire night away lost in her dreams of the past!

"Rin?"

"You were sleeping like a rock. What's a Sixteen?"

"I- never mind that," Shasta says, eyes narrowing as observant mind has spotted their tormentor from the previous eve approach the bars of the pen, but not alone!

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Iron bars left exposed to the elements creak and rattle a guard unlocks the pen, and as they swing apart stride a pair of figures, one known but both carrying with them a sense of dread!

"Two new ones today, ma'am. Fresh and healthy from the looks of them!"

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The other women of Rin's village have already lined themselves awaiting their fetters, so do they fear the beatings of these cruel captors, and so the way is open as this new threat presents itself to Shasta!

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"This is the last from that village," the scarred woman says as she lifts Rin's chin roughly against the tip of her baton, adding with a mocking laugh in her voice, "and plenty old enough to work!"

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"I'm more interested in this one," announces the unarmed woman, gaze traveling the length of Shasta's form as she does. "They say you were carrying a sword when you were arrested. And you escaped when my roundup captain was eaten."

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As Shasta stands ramrod straight does the woman lean into her, the slaver's own hair of jet nearly brushing golden locks, and peers deeply into the warrior-woman's limpid eyes. "You're not from their village. You're not from anywhere around here. Where are you from?"

>Teach her some respect
>Play it cool and lay low
>Something else

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Rolled 2 (1d12)

>>3029374
Tell her the location of that German bunker thing, so she and her friends can go and figure out what happened the hard way.

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At last does Shasta deign to release her gaze fixed upon the far wall to lock eyes with the slaver-woman, and answers in a tone laden with contempt!

"Where am I from? About a day's travel from here is a sealed city," intones the warrior-woman, hair bouncing as she tosses a nod in the direction from which she and Rin traveled here. "The entrance is hidden in a depression near a hive of mutant weeds. The switch is activated by pressure."

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Gaze leveled at the woman, she utters one final expectoration. "Send your slavers there. Go there yourself. You'll find your answers."

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A finger traces along Shasta's jaw as the slaver leans close, peering intently like an animal stalking its prey, and she must stifle through her limbs a shiver of chilling dread at the examination!

"You even talk like he did... I wonder, are you from the same secret place?"

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Caught by astoundment is Shasta, for this foe's mind is keener yet than had been thought, and though pinned and prodded is each word which she has unwittingly offered up to her jailer, worse still is the maddening fragment which is left lingering in the air!

"The men will be very interested in you."

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With that she turns on one booted heel and briskly steps to the unbarred way, calling to the scarred woman at her back. "These two are to remain jailed until the men arrive today. They may reward me well for this."

"Wait! Who did you-"

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No sooner does Shasta raise her hand in protest, dainty wrists encased in rough manacles, before the club of her tormentor is swung against her head!

"Learn your place, slave!" the woman barks, but the order, and Rin's scream, are unheeded both, for as Shasta is driven to the ground she is knocked utterly insensate!

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"Wait!" calls she, vision clearing just as the latch bangs against itself, encasing them in the pen once more!

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Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>3029501
Shasta snags the keys from the guard’s belt as she turns away.

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Muscles worked to exhaustion and treated only to ill-fitting irons strain further yet as Shasta throws herself across the ground to the barred way before her, but struggle as she does do her fingertips barely brush the exalted metal of the key before once again it is carried beyond her grasp!

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"Now what?" asks Rin sullenly, for though she has been spared the labor of the mine she sees still the direness in which they find themselves!

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"I suppose we wait," Shasta says, fingers flexing upon the unyielding bars, "and find out who these men are..."

That's it for tonight - I will be home later than usual tomorrow so the next part might not be until Wednesday.

I love how these stories write themselves based on whatever the first thing to come to mind after seeing a die roll is.

Turns out I got home earlier than I thought I would and I don't have anything else going on, so give me a little while and we'll start up again!

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Few plants choke this barren patch of mined earth, and so the rising sun sears the ground through no shade, driving the two prisoners back to the cool corner last to be touched, yet before long does their last refuge too yield to the light, leaving the pair baking in the delirious heat as they press against stone not yet warmed.

"Shasta?" asks the girl dreamily, turning her sweat-matted head toward the other.

"Yes?"

"Why do you care about saving my village?"

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There is a long moment before Shasta inhales and stretches her limbs, thinking back to her dreams of the past night. "When I see people forced to do the will of others, I can't help but intervene. In the place I came from, no one was truly free. Everyone was told what to do, and made to do it, by force if needed."

"You mean, like this place?" questions the jungle-born waif, her crude understanding of civilization halting comprehension of the Arcology's strange castes.

"Not exactly..." Shasta continues, lovely brow furrowing as she struggles to give voice that the girl will not only hear but know. "There was comfort, but you were only allowed to do a few things."

"Was there shade?"

"There wasn't any sun at all."

"It sounds nice," wistfully remarks the adolescent. "Was there any wa-"

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"Wait," Shasta hisses, silencing the girl with a raised hand, for her sharp gaze has spotted an anomaly in the movement beyond their pen!

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Shasta's demand for cessation is well-timed, for in the courtyard where stands the strange totem, two slaves of Rin's village labor to drive ahead of them a one-wheeled cart loaded with glittering stones, as driven in turn they are by the scarred woman, who raises her baton to them just as readily as to their unseen watcher!

"Come on, move it, or I'll break your skull open and kick your body the rest of the way!"

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From beyond Shasta's view steps the woman who assigns order to these slavers, and to Shasta's keen ears there is ire lingering in the back of the slaver's voice as she surveys their burden! "This is all you have to show for the last three days?"

"We're working them as hard as we can, ma'am!" the scarred woman asserts, and as the woman's gaze travels from the stones to the villagers, both flinch beneath and fill the air with weak-voiced pleas!

"We're sorry... it's just... there isn't any left to mine-"

"It'll have to do," snaps the woman, turning her eye once more to the loaded cart. "The men will be here soon."

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"Shasta, what's in that cart?" Rin whispers as the pair watch the scene from their place nearly hidden from view.

"I don't know..." murmurs the warrior-woman in a voice scarcely heard.

>Break out while they're not looking
>Wait for them and play dumb
>Something else

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Rolled 3 (1d12)

>>3031272
Rin has been chiseling down a week point in the cage bars this whole time, maybe it's weakened the bars enough to escape

Rolled 2 (1d12)

>>3031272
Shasta’s cuffs have been bent out of shape enough for her to free one of her hands. The other end also makes for a nice flail.

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The hour of her meeting drawing near sends Shasta pacing the length of the pen, eyes darting about its sheer surface!

"If I could only remove these manacles-" she gasps, straining at the iron bonds, yet her slender wrists are held helpless yet! "Perhaps I could stand on the bucket and get a foothold up th-"

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"I'll get us loose," Rin calls, lifting from its bed a crumbled shard of stone, overlooked by their jailers until now, yet even as she raises it to strike at the rusting iron lock does Shasta give a shocked cry from the far side of the pen, helpless to intervene!

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"Rin, no!"

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With a tremendous clatter that shakes the bars does Rin's blow snap the lock, swinging the gate of the pen wide in front of them as the slavers turn to gape at the sight!

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Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>3031341
>Throw a chair
>The moment it lands a riot starts

>>3031341
The Slavers start a whole new rock based exercise fad that involves them getting brained with rocks slung by the slaves.

Rolled 1 (1d12)

>>3031341
>>3031344

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>>3031345

>>3031345
We fuckING suck

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Flush with anger, the girl raises the rock defiantly before her, and growls as she flings it from hand!

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Yet her bound wrists yield nothing to her throw, and scarcely beyond her feet is the berth of her would-be weapon!

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"Women of Rin's village!" calls Shasta, hurrying to the girl's side as she seeks to turn the debacle of their impromptu escape against the slavers. "Rise up! Attack the slavers! Fight! Fight for your freedom!"

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Yet the women, so cowed by their treatment at the hands of their captors, turn their faces from the warrior-woman, shrinking against the strange wealth of their toil!

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The unarmed woman smiles, and her voice is dead of inflection as she delivers her order. "Teach the young one a lesson."

"Yes, ma'am!" agrees the scarred woman, advancing toward the pen with her baton gripped eagerly in hand!

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Rolled 3 (1d12)

>>3031402
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dGvqMXYhYhU

>>3031405
protect Rin

Gonna pause it here for the night but I will pick up here tomorrow

Rolled 12 (1d12)

>>3031426
>>3031405
Pretty much this...

>>3031426
>>3031441
Protect Rin's smile!
she being in danger finally activated our superior strength (and good dice)

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Walls of sliced stone echo with the screams of the waif bolting from the prison-pen's gate, but unaccustomed to this terrain quickly stumbles on the scrim of shattered rocks as the shadow of the scarred woman looms above her!

"Come here, you little slag!"

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"Ri-whugh-!"

Before she can leap to save the girl, a club impacts against her navel, driving the air from her lungs and sending her reeling to the ground!

"You're not going anywhere!"

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Strain she does, to the limits of her frame, yet the weight of the two muscular women pressed upon her holds her firm against the rocky earth, for bound as she is Shasta may only struggle beyond the edge of Rin's terrible plight!

"Rin!"

"Watch and learn, slave!"

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"I'm sorr- Aaaiiii!" cries the girl as the scarred woman brings down her club upon Rin's young flesh, yet her screams draw only scorn!

"You can't be sorry yet! I'm just getting warmed up!"

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The club which fills her vision descends, yet as it does seems to slow as though caught in the resin of a tree, and as she watches does Shasta realize that she can no longer hear the girl's scream, so thunderously does the blood pound between her ears!

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"Don't discipline her too harshly," intones the unarmed woman, seemingly unconcerned with the wails of the girl before her. "We still need her to work."

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"You needn't worry about that anymore," comes a voice from behind.

"Wha-"

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"We were just leaving."

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Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>3033095
Take the boss hostage!

Also she's got sweet boots. Take them, too.

Rolled 9 (1d12)

>>3033095

>>3033102
>>3033115

Agreed

Also, renove chains.

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"Stop!" shouts the warrior-woman, pressing the baton in her hand to the other's neck as Rin's tormentor turns from her work. "One more step and I'll crush her throat."

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At this the scarred woman's face twists into a sneer, and with a laugh like cutting glass does she boast, "You don't get how things work around here, pretty girl! If she dies... the others will follow me!"

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Rolled 8 (1d12)

>>3033121
intimidate

Rolled 11 (1d12)

>>3033121

"And if you die, they'll follow somebody else and so on until there's two of you left? let me tell you why that is a retarded system of government. We begin by defining the non-aggression principle as follows, "

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"And if you die, then what?" demands Shasta, holding the baton to the woman's throat as tightly as she would a viper beneath a boot, and exclaims with bewilderment, "The next in line, until only two are left? What kind of order is that? It's madness!"

"Men..."

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At this, Shasta's fierce gaze turns from the scarred woman to the one beneath her, and demands the woman speak further!

"What? What of men?"

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"The men who take the crystals we mine," the scarred woman growls. "They promised us one of their own if we mined enough for them. And whoever leads, shall have!"

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"That was our bargain-" calls a voice from behind the rocky wall, and at its utterance the scarred woman's jeers are silenced as her gaze snaps to meet it!

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"-but only if you provide us enough, and how will you do that without working?"

Then is a face given to the voice, a handsome man dressed in rough fineries of the before people, and surrounded by three other men, seemingly triplets of identical appearance, and as Shasta's eyes dart between them she sees the same look of serene placidity shared by all!

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>>3033220
"whats stopping the woman here to simply enslave these men?"