Experiment 03

[notawhale]

[Phone]

[It's Naze's usual raspy voice chiming in over the phone, chiming in during the late afternoon now that people have seen what's going on]Interesting. So the town thinks we'll be satisfied with these kinds of replacements? They're honestly disgusting... but at least more convincing than the usual drones. I'm curious as to what makes them

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[birthclod]

... Oh. That certainly sounds entertaining. Really. But... Well, then again, I have a feeling you might not regret it otherwise.

Phone

[notawhale]

This isn't about entertainment, it's about science

[Even if she's grinning from ear to ear]

Phone

[birthclod]

Then tell me this: what results could you possibly achieve from testing on quite frankly ordinary human beings, people you probably already have opened apart, Naze?

[If only they were drones. If only they were replacements sent by the town. As much as they irritate her, though, the truth is quite the opposite and she realized that a while ago.]

Phone

[notawhale]

I'd hardly call them ordinary. Frankly, the remind me a bit of the Minuses from back home... disgusting.

Phone

[doctor_tyrant]

My, my! You took the thought right out of my head. I, too, have been tempted to experiment a little on these new drones.

They're so... interesting. So fascinating. I especially love how their mere existence drives us all to hate them. You can understand the potential in doing a little research, don't you?

Phone

[notawhale]

Of course. That's why I put out this call after all.

They're almost reminiscent of certain people from my home - one's even here, but he's unfortunately all too real.

Phone

[doctor_tyrant]

Hmhm! And this is a shame to you? Well, perhaps, if he would stall your efforts. Anything that would impede progress is better off snuffed out.

Phone

[notawhale]

He's a disgusting specimen that has little to do with the current problem. It's really too bad we can't get rid of people permanently here. Well, except by the town's whim.

[phone]

[lunawolves10th]

Naze. I don't understand this at -all-. Lord Sanguinius has been fooled by the sorcery of this town and.... lost himself. I think it might well be a mercy for you to destroy this simulacrum.

[phone]

[notawhale]

Oh, was he on the list? [There's the sound of paper as she scans down the names she jotted] Ah, here he is... from what I've seen though, they retain much of their usual strengths... I'm going to need help dealing with him.

[phone]

[lunawolves10th]

This seems heretical, but I may have to be the one helping you.

[phone]

[notawhale]

You are probably one of the best equipped to.

Does he have any kinds of immunities to sedatives? Or rather, I'll be needing a list of the kind of things that can plausibly used to restrain him.

Action - 1664 Nelson

[fatefullfriend]

[After hearing the phone call, Arf decided she was going to deal with this issue herself. Naze hasn't seen her in her humanoid for, so that was the one she was in when the girl finally came home.

Perhaps the tail and ears might tip Naze off if she can see them through the dim light in her basement. Where else would a girl be doing these kind of experiments at? The kitchen table? Arms crossed, Arf watches and waits to be noticed.]

[notawhale]

[Not one to pass up some good mad scientist tropes, she was certainly in her basement. Was she wiping off scalpels and other instruments stolen from the hospital because she was getting them polished and ready, or had she already used them? In any case, it's a few moments before she turns and notices the woman]

...do you have some business here?

[fatefullfriend]

[Perhaps Naze would feel the scorn coming from Arf as the wolf-woman gazed down at the grl. Or maybe the wrongness that centered on Arf now would override that. Still, she didn't reply right away, but watched silently for a bit longer.]

You need to leave well enough alone.

[notawhale]

[She didn't recognize Arf, but after a few moments she recognized that feeling she was getting from the woman.]

Oh, is this a warning from them? I must be on the right track.

[Phone]

[guitarslaying]

You're the kind of person who, like, cuts dogs apart in alleyways, aren't you?

[Phone]

[notawhale]

Don't be ridiculous. I'd take them home first.

[Phone]

[guitarslaying]

Oooooh, you're one of those classy nutcases, huh?

[Phone]

[notawhale]

We prefer the term "Scientist" not "Nutcase".