Circuit 8 [Nightmare]

Jan 24, 2010 17:47

She's here. They say she never left, that she's been staring sightlessly for two months now. That the scientists came down and opened her head up, did something and she hasn't moved since.

But she's holding the communicator, she says.

Its not a communicator, the riotbot says (oh god why can't she remember his name; she knows hers and she knows she named him, but she can't remember) its just a piece of scrap. A heap of metal.

She knows that's not true but everywhere she looks its dull grey metal. Scrap heaps of bots piled in corners, and her own arms are the pretty white faux-silver, and plastic hands and servos where they clutch the communicator.

She jabs at what she hopes is the button to broadcast. It should be, but if its not really the communicator....

Rfena sucks in a deep breath. "I don't know where I am. My sight has been compromised, and all I can see is the basement." Her tone goes up, panic before she tries to squash this.

"Someone, anyone, please respond. This is an illusion. This is an illusion?" Her tone is hopeful.

((ooc: Rfena believes she's back in the scrap-heap basement before she switched bodies. Everything after her jabbing the communicator's broadcast button (which really is the communicator) is actually on ShipNET. She's in the hallway of Deck 11, curled next to the elevator.))

#zeke, #shockwave, they're out to get me!, i'm really a robot gaiz, halp, angst alert, #open commentlog, where the fuck am i, #mikaela, hopeless, fuck fuck fuck

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