Aaron Fox
That Crazy/Not-Crazy Guy
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Well, a prototype for you guys, introducing our two Wolfenstein characters, Operative Smalls and Operative Ivanova.
Fort Portal, Medical Center (High Security); October 3rd, 2017
Chrysalis felt groggy as she woke up from her hibernation and saw that she had been moved into a vastly more advanced version of an Equestrian infirmary… which had creeped her out a little. Equestrian infirmaries and hospitals were well known for being some of the most advanced and capable on Equis, to the point that practically everyone else effectively copied them wholesale. Yet this infirmary mocked their Equestrian counterparts in terms of comfort and cleanliness…
"Ah, she's finally recovering," a male voice speaking Saldarian -with an incredibly thick alien accent- commented, "Looks like the Emotion Solution is working better than expected. Ivanova, alert the medical staff." Another voice -this one female- spoke in an unknown language and from what she could hear was running out of the room.
"… how am I alive?" Chrysalis wondered aloud, "I should be dead…" That was when her vision cleared and a man in a dark grey dress uniform stood in front of her bed.
"Well, it isn't the first time we had to work with beings who feed mostly off emotions," the male said, "Operative Smalls, lead of the Wolfenstein team assigned to Fort Portal on the Holy Hill of Remus. From what we can understand, you were on the verge of death when we found you." Chrysalis simply stared at 'Operative Smalls', trying to find the male's angle. "Don't worry, you're not in trouble. After you get cleared by the doctors my kamarad and I will be asking a few questions for a temple that was literally two hundred meters from where you collapsed." That was when Chrysalis heard a bunch of beings walking into the room.
"Well, well, our VIP is finally awake," a female voice said, "Went through eight weeks of emotion fluid to do it but you're alive." Chrysalis saw the source of the female voice; it was a female garbed in what clearly looked similar to a nurse's garb in Equestria… just with teal instead of white. "Move aside Operative, I've got to make sure that we didn't miss anything." With that, the male simply stepped aside as the female did various quick exams.
"… wait, emotion fluid? You've encountered changelings on your world then?" Chrysalis asked as she was being fussed over.
"Our world has an… interesting… relationship with the paranormal," the male voice -Operative Smalls Chrysalis reminded herself- said, "… and it is the duty of my organization to keep an eye on such things." That… didn't fill Chrysalis with any confidence that this would end well. "Given that the few Equestrians that are still here have given some… interesting… details about your wrongdoings, we've discovered a variable that changes the entire equation." Chrysalis, at this moment, was filled with both hope and dread, as these humans have discovered the very thing that has been slowly corrupting and killing the Changeling race. What they would do with it is left to luck to decide.
"She'll need a more thorough examination, but she's fit for questioning," the female nurse stated, "Just don't stress her too much." And with that, she left.
"Understood," Operative Smalls replied, "Ah, Operative Ivanova, glad for you to join us." The new woman -Operative Ivanova- dryly chuckled. "Get the recording equipment prepped and we'll start the questioning." Chrysalis looked at the equipment with unease, as they were far different than anything that she had encountered.
… and she encountered quite a few horrible things in her life.
"… what are you going to ask?" Chrysalis asked meekly before narrowing her eyes, "I will not allow you to hurt my hive despite the fact that they've overthrown me." The two humans simply chuckled dryly.
"It isn't anything of that nature we can promise you," the female -Ivanova Chrysalis reminded herself- stated, "It is mostly about how you got to this continent, why you were trying to get into a Black 12-C, and why we're detecting an active S-Class Degenerator on you…"
Chrysalis looked at the two humans in disbelief, few beings on this planet and on the celestial plane know about the curse plaguing the changeling race, and fewer still knew of its effects and many of the later died trying to find a way to break it. These humans have detected the curse and its horrid effects and from the sound of things, they have an idea on how to break it.
"Surprised?" Ivanova asked, "It isn't Wolfenstein's first time dealing with what you have, although it is a rare occurrence." Chrysalis was shocked, it was like she was… "Reading your mind? I'm an empath, I can sense emotions and surface thoughts. I would recommend trying to tone your thoughts down though, your kind of loud with your thoughts. They're loud enough that I wasn't even trying to read your thoughts and I'm getting the equivalent of having someone yell right in my ear…"
"Um… sorry…" Chrysalis answered in embarrassment, "it's been quite a few months since I've been overthrown by my own hive... I might be… rusty… with my mind-link abilities." Chrysalis was practically blushing in embarrassment.
"Given all our research indicates that psychic abilities are like muscles," Ivanova stated, "stop using them and they'll decline rather quickly. It isn't the first time a psychic forgot to regulate their mental volume…" Chrysalis chuckled at that. "Now, let us begin with the questioning. How did you get onto Falmart?"
… and with that, Chrysalis started answering questions to the best of her ability…
Fort Portal, Medical Center (High Security); October 3rd, 2017
Chrysalis felt groggy as she woke up from her hibernation and saw that she had been moved into a vastly more advanced version of an Equestrian infirmary… which had creeped her out a little. Equestrian infirmaries and hospitals were well known for being some of the most advanced and capable on Equis, to the point that practically everyone else effectively copied them wholesale. Yet this infirmary mocked their Equestrian counterparts in terms of comfort and cleanliness…
"Ah, she's finally recovering," a male voice speaking Saldarian -with an incredibly thick alien accent- commented, "Looks like the Emotion Solution is working better than expected. Ivanova, alert the medical staff." Another voice -this one female- spoke in an unknown language and from what she could hear was running out of the room.
"… how am I alive?" Chrysalis wondered aloud, "I should be dead…" That was when her vision cleared and a man in a dark grey dress uniform stood in front of her bed.
"Well, it isn't the first time we had to work with beings who feed mostly off emotions," the male said, "Operative Smalls, lead of the Wolfenstein team assigned to Fort Portal on the Holy Hill of Remus. From what we can understand, you were on the verge of death when we found you." Chrysalis simply stared at 'Operative Smalls', trying to find the male's angle. "Don't worry, you're not in trouble. After you get cleared by the doctors my kamarad and I will be asking a few questions for a temple that was literally two hundred meters from where you collapsed." That was when Chrysalis heard a bunch of beings walking into the room.
"Well, well, our VIP is finally awake," a female voice said, "Went through eight weeks of emotion fluid to do it but you're alive." Chrysalis saw the source of the female voice; it was a female garbed in what clearly looked similar to a nurse's garb in Equestria… just with teal instead of white. "Move aside Operative, I've got to make sure that we didn't miss anything." With that, the male simply stepped aside as the female did various quick exams.
"… wait, emotion fluid? You've encountered changelings on your world then?" Chrysalis asked as she was being fussed over.
"Our world has an… interesting… relationship with the paranormal," the male voice -Operative Smalls Chrysalis reminded herself- said, "… and it is the duty of my organization to keep an eye on such things." That… didn't fill Chrysalis with any confidence that this would end well. "Given that the few Equestrians that are still here have given some… interesting… details about your wrongdoings, we've discovered a variable that changes the entire equation." Chrysalis, at this moment, was filled with both hope and dread, as these humans have discovered the very thing that has been slowly corrupting and killing the Changeling race. What they would do with it is left to luck to decide.
"She'll need a more thorough examination, but she's fit for questioning," the female nurse stated, "Just don't stress her too much." And with that, she left.
"Understood," Operative Smalls replied, "Ah, Operative Ivanova, glad for you to join us." The new woman -Operative Ivanova- dryly chuckled. "Get the recording equipment prepped and we'll start the questioning." Chrysalis looked at the equipment with unease, as they were far different than anything that she had encountered.
… and she encountered quite a few horrible things in her life.
"… what are you going to ask?" Chrysalis asked meekly before narrowing her eyes, "I will not allow you to hurt my hive despite the fact that they've overthrown me." The two humans simply chuckled dryly.
"It isn't anything of that nature we can promise you," the female -Ivanova Chrysalis reminded herself- stated, "It is mostly about how you got to this continent, why you were trying to get into a Black 12-C, and why we're detecting an active S-Class Degenerator on you…"
Chrysalis looked at the two humans in disbelief, few beings on this planet and on the celestial plane know about the curse plaguing the changeling race, and fewer still knew of its effects and many of the later died trying to find a way to break it. These humans have detected the curse and its horrid effects and from the sound of things, they have an idea on how to break it.
"Surprised?" Ivanova asked, "It isn't Wolfenstein's first time dealing with what you have, although it is a rare occurrence." Chrysalis was shocked, it was like she was… "Reading your mind? I'm an empath, I can sense emotions and surface thoughts. I would recommend trying to tone your thoughts down though, your kind of loud with your thoughts. They're loud enough that I wasn't even trying to read your thoughts and I'm getting the equivalent of having someone yell right in my ear…"
"Um… sorry…" Chrysalis answered in embarrassment, "it's been quite a few months since I've been overthrown by my own hive... I might be… rusty… with my mind-link abilities." Chrysalis was practically blushing in embarrassment.
"Given all our research indicates that psychic abilities are like muscles," Ivanova stated, "stop using them and they'll decline rather quickly. It isn't the first time a psychic forgot to regulate their mental volume…" Chrysalis chuckled at that. "Now, let us begin with the questioning. How did you get onto Falmart?"
… and with that, Chrysalis started answering questions to the best of her ability…