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OMFG!!!!!!!!!!
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sv_communityfic and it's BRILLLIANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*jumps around*
*pounds chest*
It's sooooooooooooooooooooooo good. Please, go read. Here's an excerpt of her part:
"When he's lucid enough to track it, he's noted that the action here is always an absence of action, things not happening over and over, for longer and longer periods. There are occasions of being forgotten, of being a distant second or third priority for the staff, who know exactly who he is and yet still choose to leave him in corridors, strapped to a gurney, as significant as a folding chair or cart full of dirty linen. When he's high, it doesn't matter so much, but when he's alert, as he is now, he works to memorize the disinterested faces of those responsible for transporting carcasses from habitrail to abbatoir. When he is king, they will be first against the wall.
Speakers set flat into the walls bleed a 101 Strings version of "Wind Beneath My Wings." He has to keep reminding himself that they'll be baking his brain in its own shell soon, has to keep upping and renewing his horror. One hundred forty volts, more or less, with a guarantee of memory loss. The drug they have yet to administer will temporarily paralyze him, and the electricity will induce a grand mal seizure. His body won't know what's hit it, literally; his brain will take the brunt of the impact. "
Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant.
Who will add to their voice now?
OMFG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Better than I ever imagined. Wow, wow, wow!!!!!
I'm completely geeking out. Dayum!
velvetglove added to the round robin over at sv_communityfic and it's BRILLLIANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*jumps around*
*pounds chest*
It's sooooooooooooooooooooooo good. Please, go read. Here's an excerpt of her part:
"When he's lucid enough to track it, he's noted that the action here is always an absence of action, things not happening over and over, for longer and longer periods. There are occasions of being forgotten, of being a distant second or third priority for the staff, who know exactly who he is and yet still choose to leave him in corridors, strapped to a gurney, as significant as a folding chair or cart full of dirty linen. When he's high, it doesn't matter so much, but when he's alert, as he is now, he works to memorize the disinterested faces of those responsible for transporting carcasses from habitrail to abbatoir. When he is king, they will be first against the wall.
Speakers set flat into the walls bleed a 101 Strings version of "Wind Beneath My Wings." He has to keep reminding himself that they'll be baking his brain in its own shell soon, has to keep upping and renewing his horror. One hundred forty volts, more or less, with a guarantee of memory loss. The drug they have yet to administer will temporarily paralyze him, and the electricity will induce a grand mal seizure. His body won't know what's hit it, literally; his brain will take the brunt of the impact. "
Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant.
Who will add to their voice now?
OMFG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Better than I ever imagined. Wow, wow, wow!!!!!
I'm completely geeking out. Dayum!
