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Abduction Sequence
02:20
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Descending lights. It’s so dark in the valley. Bright flash. It blinds. Tribe prepares. Invasion imminent. Clay hut, ground to pieces. Riddled. Inconsequential. Sickest violence.
Disruption. Odd energy in the air. Primitives. Deafening. Beginning. Abduction.
Pink air as blood becomes mist. Fluids are leaking as spines become split. Planetary.
Boy. Demon. Eyes meet. Aware; intelligent. Old gods; apex. Lash binds the boy. Burning like boiling water.
Gurgling sounds of gushing meat. Cracking bones. deflated lungs. Terrestrial progeny. Tribespeople are lined up by the brook. Killed with a single bark. Bodies now piles of steaming, leaking viscera. Lift off. Inertia. Loss of gravity and loss of home.
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Forced Mutation
02:29
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I do not know how, but we were brought here. Freakish fauna on this planet that is not home. Over millennia, us animals have evolved. Developed in various different ways. Feeling blackened inside out. Disease spreads from inside. Hard to see, harder to breathe. So worthless. Am I here to please?
Cunning, unique. Powerful and supreme, the apex masters have unique agendas of their own volition. Some of us are bred for work; some for aesthetic appeal. Our hero is a novelty.
Cunning, unique. Powerful and supreme, the apex masters have unique agendas of their own volition. Some of us are bred to fuck and force aesthetic appeal! Our hero is a novelty. Bred for opulence.
A living, breathing demonstration of their wealth. The filthy rich, attention grabbed by the bizarre. For outlandish breeds garner the most attention. A living, breathing demonstration of their wealth.
Obvious con is that such exaggerated traits bring compounded health issues. Her poor contorted mutant brain!
She is ready for the next stage. Her final use. To be the vessel for the next forced mutation of her species.
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Breeding Pits
02:18
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No longer useful as a pet. Seems her health issues have become onset. Seems we are going on a trip. The apex stands, with a leash and a whip. Travel with them down to the breeding pit.
Genetic manipulator combining elements.
One species, two outcomes. They need new showpieces.
The apex bribes species with basic rewards to find specified fertilizer. This particular facility caters to the wealthy. To the rich! Fucking filthy animalistic apex raping party.
The males want to consume her. They want to use her fleshy meat.
The apex wants to improve it’s social standing using a more novel pet.
They will eat her. Lick inside her skull and make her be compliant. Pull her limb from limb. Inside the breeding pits, horror comes to life. Seed and breed her. She’s the vessel, create life.
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Swap Meat
01:48
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Piece of meat. Breeders have travelled to see her. This will be
her last time showcased like this.
Artificial selection. Risk mortality. Unlucky pet, who’s master is willing to experiment.
She clenches with fear. Something ancient awakens. Brought in. Examined. Clinicians probe her utility. Humanity cries. Years of twisted genetic lies. Brought in. Examined. She is not fit to breed.
Agony and fury. Desperate. She grabs the guard by his thick neck, throws him to the nearest wall where he breaks his putrid back.
As she runs to the nearest side street, doesn’t stop until she is too deep. She’ll be found in the underbelly of this planet’s darkest city.
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Strays
02:27
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Slamming the head of the apex well past concussion. Permanent brain damage. Vicious blind attack. Spine is thrashed breaking shoulder bones causing paralysis. Results came in: fertility impossible due to inbreeding and faulty genetics.
In the unseen caverns deep below, she is not alone. Those that were not hunted or killed find refuge underneath this world.
They are all so stupid but they are all just so scared. They are twisted, grotesque creations. The endgame of the strays is unclear and irrelevant. They eat together they communicate they feel hunted. Is this the end of the night?
Gather and eliminate the strays
Lash flings out and around a neck. They move fast, incapacitate the strays! The apex runs a scan. She has been identified!
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Killowner
02:58
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Sickly exclaims at the apex, and the bindings are made to burn like boiling water poured over flesh and inspected by owner. Poked, prodded, and reprimanded she begins to voice her anguish. Apex follows this with discipline. Brings pain to the pet.
Pet? Pet?! I am not your pet.
Screaming she flails at the apex. Her eyes wide with fury, there are no thoughts in her head now. Kill your master. Her master backs away as she lunges forward. She falls and then she crashes to the ground. Kill your master.
Kill owner.
Kill your owner. Kill your master.
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