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[stitchedupbodyguard]

A-alright t-then. So the danger seems to have p-passed for t-the most part, but c-can you r-really tell in a place like t-this?

Ugh, this is what this place is always like, isn't it?

[Veronica vents a small groan. This place wasn't very fun anymore.]

A-anyway, while we're in d-down time, I-I'd like t-to m-make a request.

Does anyone know how to repair clothing? I-I got a p-package a long t-time ago of torn clothing that I'd l-like mended.

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[anontext right back at you]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Depends on the definition of "special"

[forever anon of the text]

[idkworldruler]

Special Ed? Lulz.
do u wanna have awsum cloths

[hey guess what.... anon text]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Well then. She can guess who you are.]

funny.

Well

if you're offering i supopose i could take yu up on your offer. I do need more clothing.

[ I called anontext first.]

[idkworldruler]

well uv been such a good girl lately [The clothes will be blue a form-fitting.]
Y not but u gotta let me experiment first

[ I called anontext second. I'm more recent]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[A blue form fitting. How nice.]

Wow. aren't you generous.

"experiment"? Just what does that mean?

[idkworldruler]

[Its not like she would have much to show off.]

Plse girl u no I dont talk bout stuff in public

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Still, there's a reason she likes the cloak. Unless it's a suit like his.

She sighs, not that he'll hear it of course.]

Fine.

We shall talk about this elsewhere. Okay?

[idkworldruler]

[it might be a suit.]

kk
catch u on teh flipside

[>Action>]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Right.

[She signs off and departs from the terminals. Oddly, she finds herself with lots to think about. Thankfully, it takes a little bit of time to get to the meeting spot.

There had to be a way to get to the admins. Se knew others had tried, and failed, and succeeded, but she herself had to get up there now. Because now it was personal, and maybe this illuminati member was the key.

The moment she arrives on the floor, Veronica's heart skips a beat. Her swords come out and she slowly makes her way forward. This was where they had put her, where they performed so called surgery on her while she was restrained. Oh, if she could get her hands on those shadows...

It was pointless though, and she knew that quite well. Didn't mean it didn't piss her the hell off though. Finally, she found the familair room, opened the door, and peeked in.]

Hello? You in there?

Re: [>Action>]

[idkworldruler]

Hello.

[He waved a hand at her, notes scattered about the room with various symbols and writing on them. Pieces of scrape material littered the room around him while containers of god knows what kind of liquid sat on a table behind him.

He was preparing for his plans to come into fruition, all that needed to be done were a few more tests before they could continue.]

We should ttly hang more often. [He said in a nonchalant tone of voice.]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[The blades went back into the cloak, and veroncia stepped into the room, careful not to step on any of the odd notes. The containers got nothing much other than a raised eyebrow.]

Oh, absolutely. [She replied in a dry tone.] I mean, I love hanging out in a decrepit hospital with a mysterious dude in a gas mask who has "plans". [She smirked.] The highlight of my week.

[idkworldruler]

Probably better than the last few weeks you've had. [Once again, very nonchalant. But he wasnt here for sarcasm, he was here to ask her a very important question.]

What do you know about neurotic drugs?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Heh, yeah. [Said flatly as she hears his question.]

Quite a bit actually. Neuotic means neurosis; a class of functional mental disorders and aliments involving distress and depression.

Back home the professor did many tests on neurosis, and made quite a few different medicines for people. Some... didn't h-help as much as they should have.

Why?

[idkworldruler]

Because we're going to be making some. [He stated it as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.]

Because I need someone with knowledge on drugs and poison, so you're here to help.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Veronica goes silent, staring at him blankly.]

You're serious? W-who would we use them on?

[idkworldruler]

People, I'm thinking of reinacting the Manchurian Candidate.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Manchurian....

[And here is where her jaw drops.]

You're going to brainwash people?

[idkworldruler]

Keep your voice down, the walls have ears and the doors have eyes.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Her blades come out and she scans the room, eyes still wide with surprise. She lowers her voice.]

S-sorry. B-but, are you mad? You're just going to use innocent people like that?

[idkworldruler]

Not just pedestrians. I am also going to see if we can do something with the droids. But yeah, just about everyone will be fair game. It's not like they haven't been conditioned back at there homes beforehand.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"Conditioned"?

What the hell are you talking about? They're people, like you or me. Not like those droids.

[idkworldruler]

They are people like us, the droids are people like us.

But back home, did you never question why you respond to your name, or a name that was never your own? Why people stop at a red light, or felt fear or sadness at an article about war?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Uh, because we're following our consciousness and free will to a reasonable conclusion? Because we learn over the course of our lives how to live and be a part of the world and community?

And those droids are not like us. They might be made of chicken wire and goop like we currently are, but other than that they're just hollow corpses.

[idkworldruler]

And that's conditioning. Everyone here has already been brainwashed to some extent or another. I just wish to know exactly what it is they were conditioned to.

And they are like us.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

I've never been brainwashed. The professor modified my mind to be less susceptible than the normal person.

...Have you been brainwashed? [She frowned.] No, they're not.