11-02-2015, 12:25 AM
(11-02-2015, 12:13 AM)Umbra Wrote:(11-02-2015, 12:05 AM)Ehksidian Wrote: The bed wasn't very soft. Not as hard as the floor, but...not as soft as a normal bed should be. The average person would have a hard time sleeping in it. Not because of how hard it was, but because of the power cable sprouting out of the middle of it. Said power cable was embedded deep in the back of the person sleeping on the bed.
She groaned, and rolled over. The cable slipped out, and retracted into the bed. Her head felt...fuzzy. Everything was kinda fuzzy. She sat up, and looked around the small house. It felt familiar, but...different. She looked down at her body, and sucked in a small breath. Something was off, but she couldn't place it...
Owurgedt felt off. She couldn't remember what was going on. She couldn't remember why, from her mid-torso down, everything was synthetic. False, almost natural looking fur covered her body, but the falseness was apparent when it met with her real fur just below her chest. She stood, and walked to the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror. The Jakkai which looked back at her was familiar, but wasn't at the same time. Her eyes were a bright, burning orange.
"Ugh..."
She rubbed her head. Everything was just...wrong. Whatever. She should get outside, at least. Owurgedt turned around, and went to the small closet. Inside, a few white button-up shirts and a blue hoodie. Nothing else. No pants. Then again...she wouldn't need them if there was nothing down there but synthetic fur. A few moments later, and she had donned a shirt and the hoodie. It felt familiar and normal, despite how off everything else felt. The clothing felt more normal than her own body, almost.
Surpressing a shudder, Wurg stepped out from her house on Nexus 17, to look out at the town. It felt familiar, but not at the same time. Other thoughts, probably memories from her dream the previous night, sloshed around in her head. The genetics lab, being made of nanites...being two separate beings...that was all a dream.
Right?
// Still being a pantsless rebel?
// Eh, nobody's gonna judge you.
// I think.
((No need for pants if you're mechanical from the waist down, after all.))
#FREEDOMFROMPANTS
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