salena99 : Your writing's fine! You just forget the apostra…apostre…little thingys. ;-
littlekittykat : Danke! D Just you wait until I get to the chapters where she starts the whole learning process.
Kitty Kat-chan : …You don't get an answer for being so vehemently terrified of fangirls. You don't wanna know what Freud would say to you.
Oh, and, as much as I share your views, being very anti-MS myself, I still dislike people who tell ME how to write MY stuff. So, sorry if I sound rude, mean, or just plain bitchy about it, but it's a very, very touchy subject and you'd best not make a habit of it, especially while reviewing other people's fanfics. Because, quite frankly.
IT'S JUST RUDE!
…dangit. I just gave you an answer, didn't I? Well, thanks for the positive review anyways! …now it's just awkward…
CISELKANEO2 : It's about a few months before Jak escapes, but they don't meet up until later. D
Hey! I actually started thinking ahead for this story! Now I know where I'm going with all of this! D WOOOOOO!
Oh, and, sorry it took so fuggin' long o update! A buncha crap happened. End of story… .
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Dear Diary,
Good friggin' god, my head hurts. This sucks, this seriously does. I've gone through the four stages of trauma twice already and the guards seem to be enjoying themselves with regular games of 'Lets Try and Shoot the Prisoner' and it was kinda scary for a little while, but now it just really is starting to-
Elizabeth paused as a few shots zipped past her, hitting the wall and dissipating.
#Watch it, we're not supposed to hurt her.#
#Pfft. I'm just seeing how close I can get…#
"Mother-fuckers…" she muttered, writing again.
-piss me off. That, and I think I'm delusional from getting hit on the head several dozen times. And electrified. I think I've got a small concussion, I remember what it feels like. Anyhoo, I'm going to try and ignore the fact that I'm starving and thirsty some more.
Elizabeth Brakkenrose.
Elizabeth closed the notebook and slipped it under the cot, eyeing the cell bars as the noise of an opening door came form out-of-sight. The entire side of her face was mostly covered with a large, sickly green-purple bruise, and she could feel a welt forming under her hair where her head had hit the wall when she was thrown. Along with all that, her arms were becoming bruised from her attempts to reach outside the cell bars, and she ached all over. And her stomach was growling incessantly, but that was more of annoying than painful. Same with going to the bathroom.
Thank god I don't drink anything before bed. She thought again as she looked at the wall. She had tried keeping time, but it lost its entertainment after three hours. And after she had run out of rock to scratch the wall with. The fear had long since started to wear off, replaced by an interesting mix of boredom and anger with a touch of pre-menstrual-syndrome and delusion.
#Commander Erol!#
#Get the prisoner ready! The Baron has little patience for those who waste time on experiments!# Elizabeth sat upright, the man in yellow with the creepy grin and tats, she was starting to get to know the people who smacked her upside the head. He stopped and stood in front of her cell for a second, eyeing her ears.
"Morning, fuckface." She said with mock cheerfulness.
#Still not speaking?#
"I-" She pointed to herself, accenting the words. "DON'T-" She shook her head. "UNDERSTAND-" She pointed to her head. "YOU!" She pointed to him, he just raised a brow. "…This is hopeless." She sighed, dropping her head into her hands as she sat on the cot. The cell was opened and, before she could react, she was being dragged, rather roughly, across the floor by her arms, which, form her point of view, were being twisted off.
#Strap her in! We'll start on the lowest dose that's gotten results so far.# Erol stepped behind the controls, glaring narrowly at her, while she just craned her neck to see to and fro, strapped in the chair.
Elizabeth was preoccupied with a cell directly behind that she couldn't see rightfully into, but it looked like there was somebody there…a shock of blond hair…that was it. Trying to flex into the bridge position, she finally gave up and nervously eyed the ominous-looking needle above her.
"That's one fuck of a tetanus shot."
#What the hell is she babbling in?# One guard muttered to the other.
#I dunno. Maybe she's a wastelander or summat.#
#SILENCE!# Erol barked. The violet sparks began to collect about the device. Elizabeth gulped and closed her eyes.
I don't wanna die…I don't wanna die…I'm gonna die…fuck. As the glow intensified her mind raced and adrenaline flowed through her bloodstreams. I always thought I'd have a kid or something by now. If I had known I was gonna die by now I would have lost my virginity sooner. I would have learned how to play the guitar and drive and do all that HTML shit and I'd have told my mom and dad that I loved them, I would have gotten my brother that book he wanted…As she ran over the list of things she wanted to do she chanced a look at the needle.
#Begin injection sequence# The female, mechanical voice said, and in a heartbeat a sharp bolt of violet energy poured straight into her chest. She wined her eyes shut again and gave a small yelp before she even realized something completely bizarre.
…You know, I thought this would have hurt. Or something. Wait…my foot's asleep! I can't be dead! She opened one eye cautiously before opening them and blinking in the intense purple light. Wow. That's actually kinda cool. Flickering streams of the energy flickered between her fingers and cackled through her hair like electricity on metal wires. Though, all that she felt was a slight chill, like the temperature had dropped.
#…# She couldn't help but give a slight grin as Erol gained the most amusing look on his face.
#Oh dear.#
#Should we back away?#
#Fuck yes.# She winced as the two guards scuffled away from the commander.
"Well, I wasn't really using my face anyways." She sighed.
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From now on, I'll update whenever I'm not doing other crap.
…So don't hold your breath, it could be bad.
… . …And please, if you can't say anything nice, suck up to it and walk away while you still have some dignity. D
Thankies and sorry if I missed anybody who reviewed!
