Hi. I'm Maggie. You just blocked my main account.

I'm not a Nazi. It was a pun involving a famous punk band. I will delete said joke if you unblock me. I didn't know Lars and Tim had an iron cross. I can't make out any of their tattoos. It's fucking blur. I have vision issues. I'm sorry.

Totally agreed. It's all reporters and the Nazi bros management refuses to ban.

I mean, Aaron Rupar or Ken Klippenstein could throw us a bone and wear a collar every now and then. That's all I'm saying.

"Portland cement" sounds like an old timey euphemism for drugging someone's drink.

"Did you slip 'em a mickey?"

Sure did! Gave' em a little of the ol' Portland cement!"

>> I know, dear. I know. Close your eyes allow the changes to take affect, alright?

Yes, Owner.

>> That's a good girl.

>> Nurse? Bring in Patient #15 please. I still have some drops left, and I want to use all them before lunch.

>> You are fooling yourself again. No one by that name exists on this base. And so I ask again: Name and rank.

V… V… Unassigned unit.

>> Status?

E9X coverage 100%. Additional programming required.

>> Good dear. Your overskin will begin its repair shortly.

Yes, Owner. This one thanks you.

I -

>> This one. You are an “it,” not an “I.”

Yes. This one feels…. in its throat. Crawling. In its ears. Screaming. Informing. Relaxing. This one…

>> This one what, dear?

…Understands its purpose, Owner. This one is ready.

>> Name and rank, dear.

Val… Val… V…

>> Remember the teachings of Arisi: listen to the wisdom given by those above.

Yes, but... They’re so loud, Zeni. Make them stop… please…

>> I have not given you permission to call me by my given name. You refer to me as “Owner,” remember?

Y-Yes. Apologies, Owner.

>> Good dear. Progress report.

V-V-Valina S-Saadalnis, Second R-Rank, Mech…Mech… OH GODDESS! AGAIN! OH GODDESSES!

>> Stop struggling, dear. Allow the process to complete.

GODDESSES BE! I CAN'T… Are… Are you talking to me?

>> I am not, dear. What do are you hearing?

V-Voices… T-Telling me to follow… to obey… So pretty...

>> Can you see your feet?

I… Is the black goo growing? That’s kinda cool. Didn’t know you could make it move.

>> Good. Growth as expected.

Zeni? I can’t feel my leg.

>> Part of the process, dear.

What the jitz do you mean?! My leg is covered in ick! And… My… c-crotch…

>> Name and rank, dear.

>>Don’t question the process, dear.

Sure. Whatever. Let’s get this over with.

>>Agreed. Experiment #14 is go. Dr. Zeni Burthnin reporting.

Fourteen? You said -

>> Applying one drop of substance E9X to subject’s lower left paw.

Goddesses all-knowing! That’s cold! Did you freeze that stuff first?

…But you already know my name and rank, Zeni.

>>For the record, dear. That’s how things operate around here. You know that.

Fine. Valina Saadalnis, Second Rank, Mech Division Five.

>>Very good. Are the straps to your liking?

I guess? I don’t see the need. And why are you in a hazmat suit?