Post by TheRipz on Feb 24, 2008 2:36:48 GMT -5
Philip awoke slowly, his hands and feet in shackles chained together, he was in a form of jail cell. He tried to scream but couldn’t, he had lost his voice. Outside the cell two blond men in white lap coats stood watching Philip.
ScientistOne: “Strange, I’ve never seen someone with his color hair before.”
ScientistTwo: “I wonder what clan treaty he is under”
ScientistOne: “We should begin examining him before anyone discovers he’s gone”
ScientistTwo: “but if he belongs to a strong clan it could mean war!”
ScientistOne: “a strong clan, that’s pathetic, we’re the third strongest clan, with our alliances we would be able to defeat any clan that crosses our path!”
ScientistTwo: “is it worth starting a war for what could possibly be a simple genetic defect?”
ScientistOne: “he’s awake.”
Philip stood up and lunged himself towards the bars, and electric pulse flung him backwards against the wall, Philip stood up again and continued to repeat this action.
ScientistOne: “…Defect? I believe he could be a sub-species... this may help us to understand our origins”
ScientistTwo: “but the scripts say we came aboard a ship thousands of years ago, as the chosen race of the gods”
ScientistOne: “you’re a scientist, how can you believe that crap without any scientific information!!”
ScientistTwo: “Science is my job, not my life… but you’re theory actually seems to be dead on… he keeps smashing into the field even though he keeps getting hurt.”
ScientistOne: “heh, yea”
ScientistOne: “Strange, I’ve never seen someone with his color hair before.”
ScientistTwo: “I wonder what clan treaty he is under”
ScientistOne: “We should begin examining him before anyone discovers he’s gone”
ScientistTwo: “but if he belongs to a strong clan it could mean war!”
ScientistOne: “a strong clan, that’s pathetic, we’re the third strongest clan, with our alliances we would be able to defeat any clan that crosses our path!”
ScientistTwo: “is it worth starting a war for what could possibly be a simple genetic defect?”
ScientistOne: “he’s awake.”
Philip stood up and lunged himself towards the bars, and electric pulse flung him backwards against the wall, Philip stood up again and continued to repeat this action.
ScientistOne: “…Defect? I believe he could be a sub-species... this may help us to understand our origins”
ScientistTwo: “but the scripts say we came aboard a ship thousands of years ago, as the chosen race of the gods”
ScientistOne: “you’re a scientist, how can you believe that crap without any scientific information!!”
ScientistTwo: “Science is my job, not my life… but you’re theory actually seems to be dead on… he keeps smashing into the field even though he keeps getting hurt.”
ScientistOne: “heh, yea”
