May 25th: Lobes are a Many Splendored Thing

by **Will Stanton** » Sun Mar 27, 2011 1:13 am

As PurpleWill and Sara took the stairs up and out, Rachel was left alone in the shifting room---well, alone but for the workers.

There was, of course, the way they came in, back to the main floor, and those pipes had to lead somewhere, and what was behind all that clay; maybe she could work her way back there?

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Sun Mar 27, 2011 1:16 am

Rachel thought for a moment, and then her avatar shimmered, and dissolved into a swarm of golden spiders, that headed towards the pipes.

by **Will Stanton** » Sun Mar 27, 2011 1:37 am

The pipes had more of that weird feeling from earlier when Will shifted when she went in, but, for now, they seemed to be empty. They led in a winding pattern out, through the main lobby, and around and around---and upwards.

The pipes widened, joining other ones---and they were all sort of heading for a big..well, from inside the pipes, it just looked like a big darkness.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Sun Mar 27, 2011 1:47 am

Rachel continued, onward and upward.

by **Will Stanton** » Sun Mar 27, 2011 2:06 pm

As she was about to enter the large void, a steel plate suddenly shot down in front of her, and a klaxon started to sound.

"WARNING: Unauthorized access from Shifting Apparatus 121a"

"What, another one? What the bloody hell is going on?"

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Sun Mar 27, 2011 10:47 pm

For the moment, Rachel sat tight, hoping to be mistaken for Will.

by **Will Stanton** » Sun Mar 27, 2011 11:13 pm

The steel plate opened again...and a wave of....molten chocolate? Or whatever was taking the form of molten chocolate here...flushed back straight at Rachel and her spiders.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Sun Mar 27, 2011 11:35 pm

Rachel swam against the current of the chocolate, trying to get to where it was coming from.

by **Will Stanton** » Sun Mar 27, 2011 11:41 pm

Rachel was strong.

And so was the chocolate--it's all very metaphorical, this. Home field advantage for Will, telepathic advantage for Rachel, struggling to see which one could outforce the other here.

Slowly, ever so slowly, it looked like Rachel was winning, making her way through the stream into the central box...ever, ever so slowly. And it was taking a lot out of her.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 12:00 am

Rachel gritted her mandibles and kept swimming, determined to not let Will win.

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 12:13 am

And in she went, into a bright light...

And found herself, blinking, back in Will's apartment.

There, on the couch, of course, was Sara and Rachel, both looking kinda zonked out, as could be expected, and Robin in the crib and...

...wait, Sara and RACHEL?

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 12:31 am

"Fuck!" Rachel said, and again "Fuck!" when she heard Will's voice coming out of 'her'? mouth.

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 12:36 am

Fuck was right--but it was still accurate. She had just essentially been handed the keys to one (1) Will Stanton, and all the attachments thereof.

There WAS a slight tug on her mind, though...

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 12:48 am

"This is just lovely." Rachel said to herself, and started to look for a way back into the part of Will's mind that she'd just been in

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 12:49 am

When all of a sudden---yoink!--she got...well, PULLED back in, through the pipes, where a huge suction was occurring, from back down in the shifting room.

Much, MUCH stronger than the chocolate flow. Like, shockingly strong, coming from Will.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 1:02 am

Since this was roughly the direction she wanted to go in, Rachel just went with the flow.

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 1:13 am

And then BAM into the machine.

She got a glimpse of a Will in all black and a natty hat at the controls--before the machinery started to whir.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 1:20 am

Suddenly concerned, Rachel started to look for a way out of the machinery.

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 1:21 am

One way, obviously, was the way in--but a big wad of clay was headed her way from that side. The other side was through a lot of crushy and smashey and yanky things.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 1:33 am

Through the clay it was! She didn't like smashy things.

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 1:47 am

The clay was warm and squishy and pliable, with a faint salty odor, like plat-doh--and rather comfortable--if it wasn't being pulled back by an equally oppressive force. It was rather forming a pocket for her, as the whole mass continued to move forward.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 1:51 am

Rachel decided to see if she could worm her way forward, perhaps following the clay to its source.

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 2:04 am

She pushed forward, but that wall of clay was miles thick, if you remember---and so she just got a little bit before it firmed up, pushing her deeper into the machine---where she, and the clay around her, was grabbed. Fiercely.

Now, in the real world, the resulting manipulations would have broken Rachel's spine in about 12 places, as well as quite possibly fracturing her skull, puncturing her lungs, and causing all sorts of other internal injuries.

Fortunately, this is all very much a metaphor for what actually is going on, mentally, so Rachel was not permanently marred or anything. No, the act of smashing her down, working her around, folding and bending and rounding her out would not even actually be painful, per se.

Uncomfortable as HELL, though. Not a pleasant experience, at all. How the hell did Will enjoy this?

The machine kept winding her, and the clay, down and down, until it popped her out on the other side, a perfectly round orb, eyes on the outside, likely blinking comically, as BlackHat Will stood in front of her, crossarmed.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 2:08 am

"Um, hi." Rachel said, a mouth materializing in the center of the ball "I was just looking at the new shifting device. It seems to be quite satisfactory."

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 2:11 am

BlackHat just smirked. "Sorry. You're looking for the old Will. He died. We're here, now."

Then, with a giant tennis racket from nowhere, he slammed Rachel against a wall...

...causing her to wake up, suddenly, in her own body.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 2:23 am

"Well, his security is getting better." Rachel said "On the other hand, I better get back in there.Because if Sara gets stuck, this would be we call a bad thing."

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 2:24 am

The motionless forms of Sara and Will, and a squeal from baby Robin, seemed to agree with Rachel's take on the situation.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 2:33 am

Rachel took a deep breath, and looked for away back into Will's brain. Before she had to change a diaper or something equally horrible.

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 2:39 am

Again, the entry itself? Very easy. Maybe he should work on that.

And again, she found herself on the outside of the gates, on the edge of the void.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 2:41 am

Rachel (in human, not icky spider form), materialized a clipboard, and a labcoat (because that can get you in anywhere) and knocked on the door.

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 2:50 am

Slidey panel.

"Who's there!" said the Sara at the gates.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 3:01 am

"I'm here with the report." Rachel said "Can you let me in? Blackwill needs it asap."

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 3:01 am

"What report," she said, with squinty-eyes.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 3:06 am

"The data he needs for the feasbility study on the expansion."

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 3:36 am

"The...'expansion'?"

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 12:07 pm

"Don't ask me." Rachel said with a shrug "I'm not in Planning."

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 5:51 pm

"How did you get outside the wall," she frowned.

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 9:53 pm

"Planning sent me out." Rachel said "Told me to check out some area they want to use for some kind of expansion."

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 10:22 pm

"...no one's left through this door."

by **Rachel O'Brien** » Mon Mar 28, 2011 10:46 pm

"They sent me out through the emergency slide." Rachel said with a shrug "Look, I know you've gotta do your job, but could you please just let me in? If I don't get this report in soon, I'm really gonna get chewed out."

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