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Mar 11, 2019 0:52:02 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2019 0:52:02 GMT -5
When Carol awoke from her sleep, she was disoriented and too nauseated. She found she could move, she turned on her side and spewed her meal from the hunting camp, on the floor. It wasn't her fault. The more she moved, the more nauseated she felt. What she didn't notice was that there was a camera in the corner of the room.
Again, she spewed again until her stomach had emptied everything. She found a cloth and tried to mop it up, pushing it to the far end of this space. She was lying far from it, trying not to think of anything to make her sick again.
She didn't even know where she was and her eyes closed again. If that crazed ape came by again, she didn't know what to do. He'd just keep using her. She swallowed thickly as she felt another problem emerging. She didn't want to spew again! Oh not again!
She sat up again and scrambled to the cloth. Dry heaving. That was all it was. Dry heaving. Her stomach ached, and so did her head. So did her legs and back. It was like the dreaded flu that struck countless humans and they left. She knew she also didn't have that. It had to be something else?
She crawled back to her original position and lay on the floor. She closed her eyes and felt herself drifting asleep again, but it was a light sleep. One she heard everything.
Cobra
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Mar 11, 2019 22:28:25 GMT -5
Post by Cobra on Mar 11, 2019 22:28:25 GMT -5
Cobra came by her temporary cage, with a digital clipboard. He ventured a little closer, observing, then siding his finger in different spots on the pad. His head bobbed a few times, then mischievously grinned over to her. "Well! It's a great thing this didn't kill or, or cause severe sickness. You just have minor effects." he stated ruthlessly, then backed away.
The other scientist beside him crossed his eyes over to Cobra. "Is this the one you wish to cleanse, and place in a quiet cage?" He questioned, looking back at the sick human. He rested his board on his hip.
Cobra winced when a young voice questioned him from the side. Honestly, he had forgotten the young chimp was beside him. He continued to reverse until he reached the center of the walkway. "Yes, yes, go on. I'd do the new stuff, see her reaction this time," he added, before walking off.
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Mar 11, 2019 22:50:41 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2019 22:50:41 GMT -5
Carol wasn't about to move at all and she was lying on her side, about to slip back into sleep when she heard two voices. She wanted to sleep, not be dragged all over the place by anyone else. Plus, being cold and sick did little to make her want to hurry for a cleanse? It sounded horrible and didn't want anyone to notice anything.
Sleep. She really wanted to sleep more than anything- and she wasn't comfortable with lying on the floor. At least she had a softer place like a mat. It was easier to use.
Then she heard a younger voice and opened her eyes. She saw them. Standing outside the cage, talking with some kind of boards in their hands. She recognized the cruel one easily. The other was young? She didn't move nor made any attempt to sit up. If anything, sitting up was like gravity pressing down on her head. So they only viewed her spewing as a lesser reaction.
So, she wouldn't feel like herself. Quiet cage? She didn't ask any thing. Her tongue felt heavy and thick in her mouth.
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Mar 14, 2019 1:05:56 GMT -5
Post by Cobra on Mar 14, 2019 1:05:56 GMT -5
Cobra had departed but was coldly smiling over to Carol's way. He always has a dark expression, whether it's impishly smiling to evilly grinning. Not one ape has seen him have any cheery reactions from him. His entire joy washed away years ago. Ever since he grew his dislikes to humans.
The lonely ape glimpsed over to Carol, who seemed to barely come out of her sedative. He shrugged, as it's common. He elevated his finger to signal a nearby, free scientist over. He didn't peer over, but hear their footfalls come exceedingly near. "Cobra would like this one cleansed, using our new serum." He stated, walking over to the entrance to the transparent cage.
The one next to him walked closer too, slanting his head. "So, do we go in and expect a fight? Or is this female mellow?" He asked, raising a brow, peering over.
He shrugged, glancing back over to the one he signaled over. "I'm not sure, we'll just treat her like one. Get the pole, it wouldn't be the first when they attempt to escape," he gently ordered, stepping to the edge of the door, while his assistant gathered the pole, and crept closer.
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Mar 14, 2019 1:28:17 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2019 1:28:17 GMT -5
Her eyes fluttered open when a new voice asked about fighting to escape, a pole, and using a new serum. Her heart sunk as she didn't understand or know what that was. She was lying on the floor, wanting to sleep basically her life away for some reason. Maybe she was giving up on trying to fight.
Then she caught sight of the pole. Her eyes widened as she viewed that as something to beat her with. She seemed to have fought off the sleep and scurried to a corner, making herself as small as possible. She didn't want a new serum injected into her and she didn't want to get beaten with the pole, nor cleansed because she didn't know exactly what that meant. The more she thought about cleansing, the more she panicked.
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Mar 19, 2019 22:27:07 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2019 22:27:07 GMT -5
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Mar 24, 2019 1:40:49 GMT -5
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Post by Cobra on Mar 24, 2019 1:40:49 GMT -5
As Carol scurried away, providing the chance for the ape with a pole bolt in and dress her neck in it. He swiftly locked it around her nape. "Come on little doggie, nice and easy." He commanded in sooth whispers.
The other smirked, motioning away from the door. "I'm ready if you need it." He mentioned too. "Easy now, there very unpredictable."
The other one gently drew her out with the pole. Trying not to be harsh. But if she fought, they will go harsher.
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Mar 24, 2019 2:02:05 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2019 2:02:05 GMT -5
Carol panicked much more worse than before, clawing at her nape wanting that clawed thing off her nape! She found herself clawing at it with brittle nails. She wasn't exactly able to run away- not with them treating her like a 'dog'. Her hand grappled and clawed a piece of equipment, not knowing what it was. It was dragged with her before it fell. Well, that wasn't her fault, really. Whatever it was, may have been important. It was a good way to get them to - release her.
Not used to being on the pole, meant that she also now walked into another piece of equipment, making it fall as well. She was causing a lot of destruction on her way to where ever they were taking her. She hardly said a word to them!
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Mar 27, 2019 22:09:18 GMT -5
Post by Cobra on Mar 27, 2019 22:09:18 GMT -5
The young ape that had Carol on a gentle snare, continued to drag until the sound of glass shattering caused him to halt. He grimaced in high annoyance, peering over his shoulder down at the mess that rolled across the floor. He rolled his eyes, continuing to drag. That only caused more ruckus.
"Gah! Robert just help me carry her over before she starts chemicals to blend!" he loudly ordered the older one that was cleaning Carol's displeasing mess. He paused to allow Robert to simple grapple her.
Robert strolled over, grumbling inaudible words as he easily plucked Carol off the slick floor. Both hauled her over to the testing showers.
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Mar 27, 2019 22:21:36 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2019 22:21:36 GMT -5
Carol couldn't help it when she had created a large mess on the floor. It was all because of that pole and that she wasn't exactly ready to move. Then she was plucked off from the floor. Confused, she didn't know where they were taking her to. It was a no brainer when they brought her into the showers? Oh she gets to bathe herself and do what she wanted. Esmeralda had often helped her when she wasn't able to. Her limbs were weak when she was found by her. Carol hoped they weren't going to do anything like test new products on her. She didn't like scented products that much. She was a little relieved too. It wasn't a bathtub. Cobra
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Mar 30, 2019 22:48:49 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2019 22:48:49 GMT -5
Cobra needs to stop smoking his stoogie and take up gum chewing. XD
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Mar 30, 2019 23:37:27 GMT -5
Post by Cobra on Mar 30, 2019 23:37:27 GMT -5
Gently the two annoyed apes removed her filthy attire to a cleaner, safer suit. After, they dragged her over to the shower. One released her, flipping a hand in the air, motioning another one nearby to start the water. The one that signaled the other, stepped back.
The younger ape placed a foamy dose of experimental shampoo into her long locks. His fingers were a little rougher than most, as he was a beginner in this field. "Hold still, I don't want to place this toxic into your eyes," he grumbles, hindering her hands in one paw.
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Mar 31, 2019 8:40:03 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2019 8:40:03 GMT -5
Carol couldn't exactly fight them and she was already uncomfortable with the smells of the room. It smelled highly of cleansing bleach or something that made her want to gag. Being put into a suit, did nothing to help her. It hurt her and she was again, trying to get out of the suit even as she was dragged towards the shower. She stopped struggling and heard the water. Shower? She tried to get out of the suit to take a shower.
But then something else assaulted her senses and it was put into her hair. The rough hands pulled at her hair which had some knots in it from being in the wilds. She tried to get him to stop pulling her hair and scalp was sore from being rough.
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Apr 2, 2019 23:56:08 GMT -5
Post by Cobra on Apr 2, 2019 23:56:08 GMT -5
Of course, the two apes were being heartless to Carol's pleading, except for one that slowly eased. They both withheld her into the shower, making it very complex to escape her place. She could view other humans, yet, older in the showers. The suit was made to protect her from the chemicals being forced into her locks.
As the toxins absorbed into her hair, it was brightening her hair, and not as dull. One large palm was brushing into the depths of her hair, removing the serum as the water waterfalled on her scalp. Of course, neither was being gentle. A small ape was behind fiddling with a digital pad.
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Apr 3, 2019 0:13:58 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2019 0:13:58 GMT -5
Carol still couldn't escape from this place as she tried to get under the flow of water. She was being withheld from the shower and none of them were gentle to her. She didn't want any more 'serums' put on her hair or scalp. She saw other humans in showers, all of them older than she. Carol grunted in pain, wishing for Esmeralda.
"I want Esmeralda."
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