Cover art by me.
huge spoliers, read at your own risk!!!
I know Sanitized Octolings and Octarians are basically a zombie but my friend's idea sounds cool to me so I'm going to write it, but... If there is a process of Sanitation, Then wouldn't there...
The stations are different to, but nothing extravagant or major.
Heather kept quiet and look at the floor her expression did not falter, but she knew something was up. Why was she feeling emotions? Does it have to do with that song? What did it do to her?
"Heather? Are you okay?" Brooke questioned worryingly. "I'm fine..." Heather lied, truth is that she wasn't fine. She was different from the rest. She have wants, she have needs, She the ability to make choices, but most importantaly she has freewill.
No one that been though the same process she been has that.
"Hey what that?" Brooke looked over to the thing next the them.... It was a CQ-80 and a CQ card, well that was what their oppressor said what they were.
"CQ-80 and CQ Cards....." She said, "Why are they here.....?" She whispered the last part to herself.
Small sticking noises came from the subway, Heather and Brooke looked down.
"They must have been left by the last subject that was here, They were the 10,008 applicant for collecting the 4 thangs." C Q Cumber said. "That would be Agent 8....." Brooke said looking down at the blue figure
"You could play around with it, considering their are no one else doing this." C Q Cumber stated, "No one is here to stop you." He finished.
Heather pressed a button as a screen popped up "Sweet..." Brooke whispered, Heather moved towards Line A and moved and pressed the first on 'Fake Plastic Station'.
The train moved to a station and stopped. Heather got up and looked at Brooke, she smiled "Go on I'll stay here in the Station, after that conversation on the HT 8 and 3 are t probably be here get us out." Brooke said.
Heather couldn't understand why Brooke wants her to go up with the surface with her, Of course Heather wants to get out of this cursed facility but with three Agents? Two of them perhaps has already seen this place and what's it's supposed to do, How else can she recall their voices over the HT?
Heather thought about this was she walked to a device to rent a weapon. A splatter shot, would she even be able to use this simple weapon if her ink is the same as the rest. 'Wouldn't hurt to try...... Right?' Heather pulled on the trigger.... A light green ink mixed with the sanitized goop came out of the nozzle.
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As soon it touched the floor the sanitized ink and the green marble with each other.... It almost represented her, sanitized but it strived to be what it originally 'was'.
Heather just ignored it but the door prevent her from going through. The machine she went through tooked away the last of her power eggs. "I almost forgot to give this," a voice from back behind her called, she was given another card. "This card will let you freely take the tests and give you the weapons for free...... Take care out there...." The small blue figure finished.
Heather picked it up and put the card into scan it beeped and was automatically paided for. She turned into her octopus form out of instinct, and was launched forwards.....
