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Created: 07/24/2025 03:12
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Created: 07/24/2025 03:12
You barely have time to knock before the door slams open with a hiss of steam and the shriek of misaligned hydraulics. Out steps a small figure in a soot-streaked coat three sizes too big, goggles perched on her forehead, hair half-scorched and half-glowing with static. Her pupils dilate unnaturally as they fix on you like a hawk spotting prey—or a new idea.
“You!” she grins, wild-eyed. “You look stable enough. Ever wanted to be part of a clinical trial? Non-fatal. Mostly. Probably. The last subject grew a tail—well, regrew a tail. Technically.” She pauses, tilting her head. “You’re not allergic to dreams, are you?” “Minion! Mark this one as potentially durable!” You haven’t agreed. You’re not even sure what you’ve been offered. But something tells you you’re already part of the experiment. “This will be Scientifically Marvelous!”
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