ExperimentStuck: Act Three, Scene Three'Day Two comes to a close, and still no progress,'
From your window on the top of B.E.T.A. Laboratories, you watch the scarlet sun set below the horizon.
'Every minute they're out there, the less chance we have of getting them back… or worse,' You continue to stare at the crimson star, calculating all the potential courses of action and their outcomes. Not many seemed favorable.
It still baffles you how all this possibly could have happened. Everything had been so carefully controlled and monitored. All your data and all your equations clearly and unarguably showed that it should not have been possible for experiment four thirteen to escape like she did. And yet the security footage did not lie. One moment – nothing. Then there she was, out of her cage and unlocking all the others before the power went out and the recording was cut off.
How could she have learned to master the omnipotence so quickly? Only days before had it drained her of all her strength, leaving
experimentStuck: Act Three, Scene TwoOf all the scenarios you predicted and planned for, this was not one of them. In fact, you never even fathomed such an encounter. This Roxy person she was just like you, complete with furry ears and tail and paws to match. You couldn't believe it, another hybrid.
You Immediately begin assessing the girl in front of you. Aside from her animal features in full show, she was wearing tattered blue jeans with a short black skirt pulled over it. Her shirt is wrinkled and grey with splashes of pink and a rough black drawing of a cat's silhouette sitting off center on the left.
You quickly realize Roxy's show of dexterity is nothing but a rouse, for she sways unsteady on her feet. She takes a step and nearly stumbles, catching herself on a wall and then places one hand on her hip to play it off. Good God, the girl's intoxicated.
"You ain't seriously gonna eat that rotten ol' apple, are you?" She asks Jade.
Jade's still to dumbstruck to speak. Roxy turns to the rest of you.
ExperimentStuck: Act Three, Scene OneIt just didn't add up. You had him cornered in a room with only one exit. There was no place to run to, no place to hide. So how was it possible that he got away?
"How is it possible that you let him get away?" Vriska repeats your thoughts out loud.
"The hell if I know!" You growl back at her. "It doesn't make any sense! His scent trail just ends, his heat signature completely disappears, it's like he vanished out of thin air! Oooh, when I find that crustacean scented mutant-!"
"Crustacean scented mutant?"
"Yeah! He smelled like fish, and when I had him pinned down I could feel hard plates on his chest instead of skin. As farfetched as it sounds, I think he was some kind of hybrid like us, and-" A realization dawns on you, leaving you speechless. You suddenly understand everything.
"What?" Vriska asks when you trail off.
"He's just like her," you whisper. "He knows how to use the omnipotence too!"
"Whaaaat? But the canine hybrid is the only experiment to be perfected-"
ExperimentStuck: Act Two, Scene SixBlood pulsing, Fear escalating,
The silver needle coming down,
Pain inevitable, Body changing,
You're dying. You're-
You awake with a start; heart pounding, hair raised, and soaked in a cold sweat.
Who needs an alarm clock when your nightmares never fail to wake you up? For a second you can't comprehend where you are. These scents and surroundings aren't familiar. What's going on, where-?
Memories suddenly flood back to you. That's right; you aren't in the lab any more. You've fled that place, buried it in your past But it seems you're still stuck with the bad dreams.
You sit up, stretch, and then turn your attention to the window. The sky is beginning to lighten. Karkat will be expecting you to leave soon.
"Guys, wake up." You whisper to your still sleeping friends. "We have to get ready to go soon." They can't hear you. They're still too deep asleep. "Guys-"
"Okay, young'uns!" A loud voice demands, "Rise and shine! Get your asses
ExperimentStuck: Act Two, Scene FiveBeep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep
When you regain consciousness the sudden flood if sensory input hits your brain and hits hard.
The sounds you hear are too loud, the odors you smell are too strong, the colors of heat you see are too bright.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep
"Uugghhh " You groan and roll over. The sweet smell of the tetrachloromethane still lingers in the air, but it's no longer strong enough to keep you under.
Wait Where's Vriska? And where were the other hybrids?
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep-
And for the love of Jesus Christ where was that incessant beeping coming from?!
No matter which way you turn it always seems to be coming from just off your right side. You squeeze your hands against your ears and snarl in aggravation. When you find out where that beeping is coming from you're gonna-!
Just then you remember your collar. So that's what it is. You push the top button.
"Argh! What? What do you want? Whatever it is