Chapter 132: The continuation of the interview of nightmares

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At last I am almost at the place where I am going to be interviewed, as I approach the office of Neptune's, where I will finally get to find out her nefarious intentions, which is no doubt involving something that I must stop, and yet be difficult to say the least. Yet I worry about whether I'll be able to do the interview well, and to be able to focus and listen to what she says, considering the brainwashing which has in a way crippled me, as it's been ever so hard to make it here, and I wonder whether not only will it continue, but will it get worse and worse. I am deeply concerned about this as I do not like the idea of failing before I've even tried to stop the Planeptune CPU in her deadly schemes.

Though with this said I cannot get stressed like this, as I know that this is what is desired of me, for me to fall before I've even risen to the challenge, and instead I need to think positively that I am able to overcome this challenge, and that when, yes when I overcome it, I can take the pleasure in fighting, no, beating my nemesis once again. Though with this said, it is then, just like clockwork, that I find the brainwashing striking me again, and just as I feared, it is the deadliest yet, as the brainwashing voice drones on and on, never ending:

"AULLLLLLLLNAYYYYYYGESSSSSAH!, LYYYYYYYYYYYYYYFOOONNNNNNNTAHH!, SUMMMMMMMMMLESSSSSSSSAH!, UNNNNNNNNNNNFOUNNNNNNNNNDAH!, ESSSSSSSSSSCORRRRRRRTAH!, SEEEEEEEECREEEEEETAHHHH!, LOOWWWWWWWCAYYYYYYYTEEEEEEDAH!, ADDDDDDDDAADDDDDADDDDDDUH!" The brainwashing voice repeats to me over and over and over again.

The brainwashing voice says other things as well, in an attempt to confuse me and harm my aching head even more so, to the point where my body screams for me to give in to it, and to make noises or do silly motions, anything where I look and sound stupid:

"HEEEATSAH!, AGNOOSSSSSSSSAHTICSSSSSSAH!, CRAINNNNNNNNESSSAHHH!, CANNNNNNNVAHHHHHHHHHHSAHHHHHAH!, EEEEEEEEEEERRAAAAAAA!, LAAAAAAAAAASSSSSOOOOOOOOOO!, LAWWWWWWWWWSSSAH!, EVVVVVVVILLLLLLLLLLUH!, DOOOOOOOOOOOOINNNNNNNNGGGGSAH!, HAAAAYYYYYYSSSSSSTAH!" The familiar voice drones this frequently in my head, never ending, never ceasing.

Urgh, mmmmm, oh , it's a struggle to not scream in pain or to fall over, and then do something along the lines of a silly dance while lying there, but it continues as layers of things to say piles up, as my brainwashing that breaks me, speaks to me some more:

"REAAAAAADEEEEEEESSSSSSSTAH!, EFFFFFFFFFFEEEEEECCCCCCTEDDDDDDDDUH!, EEEEIEEEEEEAHDUH!, POOOOOOOOSSSSSTAH!, HEEEEEEEEEELLLLUH!, POAOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSTUH!, BEEEEEEEEECAUUUUUSSSSSSSUH!, BEEEEEEEEEEECHEEEESSSAH!, LEEEEEEEEEEEEETUHHHHHH!, RENNNNNNNNNTAH!, WRIIIIIIIIIIITUHHHH!, BOSSSSSSSSSIESSSSSSSSSSS!, IMMMMMMMMMMMPLIIIIIIIESSSSAH!, FLOAOOOOOOOTAYYYYYYYTIONNNNNAH!, EEEEEEEEATAHHHH!, HAAAAAAAAASAH!" The voice in my head keeps going on and on and on and on and on and on and on, oh my head hurts, ah, I worry I'm going to scream, in a few seconds.

But I manage to keep it restrained, and with my brainwashing under control, well as best as I can which I fear it'll be moments before it takes control of me, and ultimately defeat me, and force me to serve my evil nemesis for eternity and do her horrible, awful, dirty work, never mind being the clown and the butt monkey, I approach the office before Neptune to find out what her plan, her end game for this nightmare is.

Tragically however though I should have known, the brainwashing does the complete opposite of letting up, as I thought that the last one was deadliest yet, but oh how wrong I was, this is significantly worse, in fact that bad, I don't even know how bad, come on keep it together, keep acting sensible and think smartly, but I feel like I am reaching my limit:

"snaaaaallllllla! ,naaaaaammmmmmdddddduhaaaaaaeeeeeebuh! ,luuuuuuuoooooooooffffffaaaaaah! ,ruuuuuuooooooohah! ,rafffffff! ,reeeeeeeeeetsssssssssuuuudddddporrrrrrrcuh! ,reeeeetrrrrrroooooopeeeeeeduhhhh! ,gnnnnniiiiirrrrreeeeeettttneeeeeee! ,gniiiiiiitsssssserrrrrr! ,sessssssssihhhhhhh! ,tessssssssahhhhhhh! ,maaaaaaaaeeeeeeeeessssss! ,tesssssss! ,nooooo! ,nooooo! ,nooooooooO!" The voice just gets worse, and worse, as it goes on and on and on, it also sounds weirder and louder, in an attempt to freak me out, and be silly and submit so that it goes away, but it won't work.

It also says other things like:

"sreeeeeeeeeetttttaaaaaaaeeeeeeehuh! ,taaaaaaaeeeeeeeseeeeeeerrrrrrrrrr!,tohhhhhhhhccccccsssssahhhhhhh! ,stoooooooofffffffff! ,rrrrrrrrreeeeetttttaaaaeeeessssssowwwwwwwtttttt!,eeeemmmmmmmosssssseeeeewwwwwwaaaaaaya! ,rrrrrrreeeeeetrrrrrrooooooohssssssss! ,essssssrrrrrrraaaaaaooooooHhhh!" The voice is even worse, with it being….uh… more…. unbearable, more….. intense, more…..noisy, and more…. unusual, as it just…. drones… on….owwwww.

And….then…there's ugh, I'm so groggy, I see nothing but blur as I put my hands out like a zombie trying to feel for the office in front of me, only to find that I collapse on the floor because of the pain being much too much for me, but at least I can retain consciousness barely, but I feel like I'll lose it soon, but then I'm under attack by not just continuous brainwashing, but it says more things over and over again, in a voice that does it's best to break me down, and make me crack, drive me insane, paranoid like Neptune probably is.

"gnnnnniiiiiirrrrruuuussssssnniiiiiii! ,dddddeeeeeeegggggggrrrrrooooofffffayyyyyy! ,reeeeeeeffffoooooooduh! ,liiiiiiioooooorrrrrrrbbbbbuhhhhhah! ,niiiiaaaaadrrrrrooooooooahh! ,seeeeeteeeeeelllllllhuhhhhhhtaaaaaara! ,lahhhhhhtellllllllluh! ,errrrrtaaaaaaehhhhhhhtuhhhh! ,rehhhhhhhtehhhhhhwuh!,gniiiiiiiiivlllllloooooovnnnnnniiiiiiiiuh! ,gniiiiiivooooolehhhhbuhhhh! ,skuhhhhhhcinnnnnnnnkuhhhhhhhhhuh!1 ,skuhhhhhhceeeeeeiiiikuh! ,kniiiiiiiikkkkSsssssuh!" This and the brainwashing that strikes me once again is clearly the deadliest yet, with what appears to be arranged letters, said loudly and jumbled up, and more so than before, in fact I wonder if they'd made up words from other words before all of this…messing about with them, urgh, it hurts.

Amazingly and unbelievably though despite all this, I am able to supress and to carry on, but I feel like it won't last for another minute, or even a fraction of a minute, and with my arms I can feel the door, and am tempted to knock thinking that it'll go away. I do this as I wonder if I've just got to reach the interview before cracking under the brainwashing, but I'm on the floor and I really should stand and knock if they answer straight away, because even in my debilitating condition, I know I cannot lie on the floor or else that will be an automatic failure for sure, come on surely it's got to stop if I can stand up.

But then again like before its wishful thinking, why should it stop? Apart from the fact because I want it to, and I feel have suffered enough and have got this far, but whatever will happen I need to stand up, but as I try do so, the noise gets even louder in my head where all I can hear is:

"hssssssillllllllgneeeeeee! ,gniiiillllllleeeeeeeheeeewwwwwuh! ,sllleeeeeeehwuhhhhhniieeeepuhah! ,sneeeeeiiiiiigrrrrrrivvvvvveh! ,sssssgnnnnnniiiiivvvviiiirrrrrrduh! ,essssssooooonnnnnnn! ,snnnniiiiiiorrrrrrrrguh! ,sssssgnnniiiiiioooooduh! ,nehhhhpuhhhh! ,paaaaceeeeeennnnnkuh! ,peeeeeeaaaallss! ,lesssssaeeeeee! ,slehhhhhhhpaooooooool! ,slaaaaaahhhteeeeeeeellllllllllllll! ,stellllllaaaabuh! ,plllllluppppuhhhhh! ,kleeeeeeee! ,elllllloPuh!" The…..brain…..washing…..voice…..says to me….ungh.

Unnnnngh, mmmmmmm…must…get…urgh….urgh….oooooo….up, I…..try…..to push myself up with both my hands, but it's not easy. I manage to at last do it, but more brainwashing comes along, and I've got a long way to go considering the painful agonising circumstances.

"gnnnnniiiiiiiknnnniiiissssssssah! ,keeeeeelllllllllllggggggahhhhhh! ,gnnnnnniiiiiiiiiiineeeeeeekliiiiiiissssssssah! ,edddddauuuuuuusssssssrrrrrrreppppppuh! ,reeeeepeeeeeeeeduhhhhhhhhh! ,gniiiiiiinnnnnnnraaawwwwwwwww! ,gnnnnnnniiiiiiiiipaaaaeeeeeerrrrr! ,gnnnnnniiiinnnnnnrrrrrraeeeeeyyyyyy! ,gnnnnnniiiinnnnnnwaaaaayyyyyyy! ,sevvvvvvvvleeeeeee! ,sneevvvvvvellllllleeeeee! ,leeeeennnnnkuh! ,derrrrreeeeettttleeeeehsssssah! ,reeeeeetssssssluhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ,srreeeeeellllleeeeeehuh! ,eccccccnooooooo! ,tnessssssnooooooockah! ,tnehhhhhcsah! ,rerrrrraaaaeeeehhhuh! ,rettttarrrrrerrrrrrguh! ,rettttteeeehmorrrrrrgrrrrrreeee! ,reeeeeoooooguheeeerrrrrteeeaaaaaeeeeeehuhhhteeee!" This…..stupid…urgh…..brain….washing….who says…incoherent…..stuff says to me.

Ohhh…urgh it's getting harder and despite the incoherent sounds being played in my head repeatedly for a while, now it's getting on my nerves…..I can't wait till it ends…..I can only hope so….. I'm in pain, annoyed, drained, exhausted, oh my body wants to collapse, given in, do stupid things, as I try…hnnnnnnngh, to move my leg forward so my foot is on the ground, and I'm…..urgh closer to getting up. But it's so hard, my leg's moving so slow…..oh, the level….of….intensity is…..ris….ing, rising.

"dehhhhhhtttttttnaaawwwwwwww! ,norrrrrrttttwennnnnnnnn! ,setttttaaaaannnnnnoooooodddddd! ,stennnnnnaiiiiiiiigggg! ,tsssssgnnnnnaaaaa! ,snnnnniiittttassssss! ,gniiiiiitaaaadddddd! ,sssssssgnnnniiiidnnaaaaatssssah! ,reeeeeehssssah! ,reeewwwwweeeeeessssah! ,errrriiiiiherrrrr! ,srrrrerrrrrihhhhhuhh! ,snnnnnwahhhhhhduh! ,snaaaaeeeeeduhhhhh! ,detttttnaaawwwwwwwwww! ,dehhhhhhhhtsaaawwwwwwww! ,tellllllfayyyyeeeeelllllah! ,llllewwwwwwerrrrrafffff! ,llewwwwwrrrraaaeeeeeguh!"….uh….the ceaseless, voice…..drones…..on and on…..the same things over and over…again.

Well, my first feet touches the floor, and I'm on one knee…..I just need to….get the other, I'm surprised no one has seen me here…oogh, it's so hard…..to get the other one up….over half way…but it's so hard…..maybe even impossible, but I have no choice, I cannot give up no matter how…..painful it is…..as it says what I feel or more like hope….is the last new thing to say….uh.

"niiiiiijjjjjjjj! ,pmmmmuuuujjjjj! ,pmmmmmmuuuuugggg! ,gniiiiiipmuhhhhhhhhhjjjj! ,nohhhhhittttaaaaannnnnoooooossserrrrrr! ,srrreeeeetttnallllllllllpmmmmmiiiiii! ,noiiiiiitttaannnnnnoossssssrrrreeeeepppuhuh! ,sennnnnilllllloppppmarrrrrrrrrt! ,essssssaaaaeeellllllpeeesssssssimmmmmmm! ,elllllibbbbbommmmmmrrrriiiaaahhh! ,ellllllbiiiissssssimmmmmreppppppuh! ,niiiiihhhhsuhhhhhh! ,hatchhhhcnnnnniiiffffah! ,annnnnnnnnniiiihahcccccah! ,sniiiiiaaahhhhhhhhcccahh! ,staeeeeehhwawawawawawawah!1 ,pohhhhhhhsssssaaaeeeetah! ,wahhhhhhsah! ,peeeeeehsaa! ,eeeeeeemohhhhhh! ,pmehhhhhhhha! ,peeeemulllllllllpeeeeeah! ,emmmmmmullllllpeeeeee! ,lewwwwwwejjjjjah! ,fruuuuuutah! ,teeeepeeeeurrrrrrreeeeeee! ,duuuuuefffffah! ,deyyyyyyerrrrpeeee!"…..urgh…..I…know…I should….say properly…who said that….and describe it…. But…..I…..am….too….exhausted, to say.

Come on I feel it's now or never….uh, as I struggle to continue to get my knee off the ground, and my other foot in its place…but it's so hard to do it, as the brainwashing tries to stop me, I'm surprised it doesn't knock me off balance, uh come onnnnnnnn…ungh. Ah I'm here but I feel like I'm just a few seconds before I collapse and become Neptune's silly underling, because of it getting to me that much and taking a real big toll on me, it must be the worst I've ever felt on my mind.

Now I just need to stand, but already I'm losing balance as I feel that I'm swaying from side to side, and could fall over and have to start again, which I know I don't have the strength or the time for, and so despite me not feeling steady or even confident now…..ooh…because of the pain in my head, which makes a migraine look like a tap or even a stroke, argh, how I manage to stop myself from screaming I do not know, I then stand up as best as I can. Argh…the trouble….is as I do so I raise my hand as best as I can, clench my fist and then hit the door as loudly as I can while screaming in my head because of not wanting to alert the enemy, though tragically I then collapse, as the pain has been too much for me…..oh…ah well at least I tried…..

But then out of nowhere before I ended up falling on my side from the pain being too much and me fainting, I manage to move my foot such that I am no longer falling yes, but could I be just postponing the inevitable with the pain in my head… wait what pain in my head? I don't feel pain anymore, in fact the brainwashing voice which was relentless, saying different jumbled up things, and rather loudly, has gone.

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Ah I am so relieved to not be in this pain anymore, to have my vision ruined by this brainwashing, or my head, and to not be able walk properly without spending all my effort, my strength to overcome the pain I'm suffering, it's so nice not to feel the pain any more, it's like I'm on holiday, and I feel much calmer and relaxed, now that I no longer have to fight the temptation of becoming a stupid fool with my actions.

But then I still feel tension, because why would it stop all of a sudden? That I would really like to know, since I would have thought that Neptune would want me to suffer for as much as long as possible. Is it because I have reached the objective, and the challenge was just for me to get there while under the most severe pain and brainwashing, or is it because it's coming from the office, and my knock on the door has got their attention, and forced them to stop?

Nah it's got to be wishful thinking, why would she have the means to brainwash me in the office? Then again could it be due to practicalities, as it needs to be in a place I won't be able to find, and cover most of the shop, or could she be taunting me, doing the calm before the storm, as I worry about when it will strike again, why has it stopped, and is there a way to stop it?

Yeah is there a way to stop it? Do I have to kill someone or destroy something to stop it, and if so who, but then again is that even allowed? Especially since that would be too easy, and with that in mind, I wonder if she'll put the brainwashing back on in the interview, and while at least I can just sit down, will I be able to hear her well, process the question and come up with an answer when the brainwashing is in my head, along with the agonising unbearable pain?

Then again I wonder whether it would make any difference, if I get brainwashed or not during that interview from hell? I just have to keep going and not let the purple haired monster break me with her brainwashing, and I only can do my best while she does her worst, as she gives me an interview. I will admit I do find myself wondering how Neptune will do an interview, in fact how does she hire people to specifically work for her, probably to be stupid, mindless, and to do all the work, and accept negligence from her, no pay, along with regular sadism from Plutia, oooh who if they had the free will would want to work for Neptune and her cronies? I suppose that's the point they don't have free will at all.

I wonder if that's the point with creating a scenario where I work for her and be a character that's incredibly dumb, which she'd really love in contrast to what I'd really hate, and she knows this all too well, it's probably just as well that it's in her dreams, as she really should know that it'll never ever happen.

I can't help but wonder what job she'd actually want me to do, if it involved anything in the store, be it salesman, assistant or checkout person, or would it have nothing to do with it, and perhaps be her slave or guinea pig, or their butt monkey, I have no idea, it could be anything for all I know. All I can do is answer the questions to the best of my ability, and in fact I wonder if it could be based on that episode of a great comedy which I enjoyed much, in which it's a shame that I'm unsure if I can remember it all, but then again would it have made a difference if I could.

It's just as well I remember during this time as I was thinking that I remember to stand up straight and to look as professional as I can, for that could have cost me the interview and the mission, though interestingly enough after all this time of thinking about my concerns for what felt like ages, I hear footsteps approach the door, about time, but then again that might be the point that they're lazy and they like to keep me on edge and waiting.

The door then opens and I then see a female who looks quite distinctive as her hair is pink, yet really short, but it looks hideous, and her eyes are a cyan colour, the same shade as her long skirt which goes to her ankles, and appears old, worn and tatty, and below it she wears old stained boots of an orange colour, and for the top she wears a jumper which covers her arms and has horizontal stripes with the colours being cyan, pink and orange.

Her face shows much anger and irritation, and I feel as though I've interrupted her, I probably have since I can imagine her brainwashing me.

"What do you want, can't you see I'm busy!?"The female snaps at me.

"I'm here for the interview." I say to her calmly.

"Yes we've been expecting you, you're late though, much too late, you better come in, take a seat while I let Mrs Purple Heart know that you've arrived." She responds in a dismissive aggressive tone, as she heads inside the office.

I then follow her inside to see what seats there are, and there isn't much in this purple room with paint peeling off, just a bunch of tall cabinets with doors to access what I imagine to be shelves full of papers and folders, and a few chairs with the back to a wall for people to wait, and there's also a couple of notice boards full of sheets and posters about the company, and of course one desk with a chair behind it and papers, folders, a typewriter and some sort of equipment with a microphone.

Could that be the brainwashing device, and it works by merely speaking to it, and could the paper be what to say? Hmmmm, I wonder if I could sabotage it such that it no longer works, but they don't know, because that might really help me in my interview against Neptune, but how can I do it, especially without them noticing, since I need to have a good look it, in fact I need to be there, and while she did say I can sit down, I doubt she means by her desk.

I don't know if I'm allowed to sabotage the machine just to see what happens with regards the mission, or do I have to do the interview while being brainwashed,? I guess there's only one way to find out, but then I quickly come up with an idea, just as she was about to knock on the door to Neptune's office.

"Oh I just wanted to report that we're in need of more scrubbing brushes. I told the staff, but they told me to tell you since you can get the people in storage to restock." I told her, hoping that she'll buy it.

While in a normal interview I can imagine them being impressed with me showing initiative, here she actually isn't, in fact she's annoyed for me pointing that out, and inconveniencing her, and I was hoping that she either sets the machine to announce to people in the building, or for me to announce myself so I can sabotage the machine, and as far as she's concerned I'm making an announcement, but she does neither and instead says to me she'll do it later, and orders me not to do it.

Nuts, now how am I going to get the thing sabotaged now, since I've perhaps aroused suspicion? I need to think and quick, but then I come up with something.

"I think I can smell something burning, it's quite faint, but I think it's coming from the microphone." I say to her with much concern.

"Well I can't smell anything whatsoever, there must be something wrong with your nose. Now stop messing about or you'll regret it, and I mean regret it.

Now I'm going to let her know of your arrival, and any more funny business from you and you'll wish you've never met me." The female snapped back at me.

Now I found that odd, because I would have thought she'd care about the brainwashing machine if that was to be the case, and I feel I've pushed my luck, and I can't even think of a way to sabotage that machine without arousing suspicion. I've thought about shooting the machine but the weapon would be too loud, if only I had a silencer that would be great, but Noire has it instead, but even if I did would it work because it can only reduce the sound, but how much would it be reduced I don't know. At least I'm more certain it must be or else why stop me from my requests? But then again it could be valuable equipment even if it's not a brainwasher.

Nope, I can't think of anything, and it looks like I have no choice but to do the interview with the likelihood of me being brainwashed, great. Well all I can do as I've said previously, is to do my best, yes just do my best, and although at first I thought just then if I can walk all the way from the entrance to the office then I can do the interview, since despite heavy brainwashing I've managed to keep going and not to let it break for such a long period of time, I can go for the interview since I'll be seated and I just have to listen to Neptune.

The problem is I remembered already thinking this before, and I must be getting tense and stressed for this to happen, that the increased thinking and concentration will be more difficult, a lot more difficult than the walk, as I need to be able to hear her question clearly, process it quickly and say my answer professionally, compared to just staying stand, see and walk, but then again would a professional answer matter to Neptune?

I don't know, I somehow doubt it considering who I'm dealing with here, yeah but with all this thinking, I wonder could I be waiting for a long time before I'm interviewed? Which is why I wonder would the brainwashing make a difference, because the waiting could tire me, frustrate me and anger me, as far as my nemesis is concerned, though I'm more stressed now about what to do about the machine, to check if there's no way to counter it, I want there to be a way, because of my concern it'll be much worse than what I've already faced, and that is assuming it is the brainwashing machine to be, which I would like, but then again that would frustrate me that it's so close but not within reach.

Could I knock out the female in the office? No well I can, but I would need to hide the body, and for it to be acceptable for her not to be there. Mmmmm I wonder, after all this thinking I realise that maybe the brainwashing has stopped all together, and perhaps Neptune wishes for me to hear her gloat, but would she? It's likely, but somehow I can imagine her wanting to continue brainwashing me like she's done before, she wants me to be stupid, idiotic which is the whole point of this nightmare, for me to be silly like the character, but I won't be stupid, instead I will be smart and outsmart her.

It is now I come to a different realisation, that this is taking too long, which might be what Neptune wants or is just the way she is lazy and incompetent, and despite earlier I am getting more and more tempted to just go to the brainwashing machine and find a way to sabotage it without them noticing since I was seeing if I could either do it from afar, allow myself to be there without suspicion, or even get them to inadvertently sabotage it, since they could pop in at any moment and catch me in the act or even notice foul play.

But with those thoughts it is then I realised that they could come in at any moment, but without anything to warn me, so I can go back and they should be none the wiser, that is if I can quickly make it look like I've not tampered with it, I cannot risk it, I just cannot, no matter how tempting it is.

Come on Neptune just come here, you do want to see me right? After all you have put me in this special unique nightmare of yours, come on you wanna gloat right? Have me where you want me with your pathetic brainwashing, surely you cannot wait forever, you want to have your pleasure, your fun already, get it over with already , or are you actually scared of me, and I'll find a way to defeat you like before, and you've had a change of heart and you can only postpone the inevitable?

It's as if they've heard my thoughts even though I doubt it, and even if they did they haven't heard any tactics apart from what to do about the machine which even then I decided to do nothing, assuming it is the machine which it may not be, the door to Neptune's office then opens by that female.

As expected though as soon as she opens it, she barks for me to come in, well I guess here goes nothing, I may not be able to stop it, but I won't let it stop me, it'll be harder than before but I'll still win. Come on Neptune I'm ready for the interview, ask your worst question, and I'll give my best answers and I'll win, and while I haven't prepared for it like one would normally, it won't be a regular interview and I never expected to have one, and even if I don't recall having interviews before because of my skills, I'm sure I'll do great if it was a real one.

I enter the office and I find it to be similar in appearance, and in features only instead of the microphone, there is a radiator, more chairs, a door with glass above it which is probably a cloakroom, though the door takes up a good portion of the room, meaning the space for the cloakroom takes up some space in this office.

In the rest of the room there is a window, a couple of large cabinets, but without doors and is full of shelves full of papers and folders, as well as a few tall filing cabinets, and there are also pictures on the wall of different things, along with a few diplomas, and a desk bigger than next door, full of papers, and pens, along with a walkie talkie in fact there are more chairs, including two around the desk, one on each side.

The office doesn't really impress me, for its quite bleak and old and worn down, the walls, the furniture even the paper's screwed up, but I doubt that Neptune cares, and just as I thought she's dressed for the part. She's in her HDD form but instead wears a business suit consisting of a pink blazer, with purple blouse, pink mini skirt, pink high heels and purple stockings along with glasses, but her outfit appears worn and old, and she looks so hideous, then again she always looked hideous just like the rest of the CPEWWWWs of Planeptune, so unlike Noire, Blanc and the CPUs of Lastation and Lowee, who also have the warmth, kindness, intellect and hard work to go with it.

"Well good night, Freddie, how you doing. Underling fetch that handsome man's briefcase will you?" The purple haired witch says to me.

Even though she sounds quite friendly, my gut tells me not to trust her, in fact she took that tone when I was in the nightmare in the forest where I had to collect pages.

"Thanks but I prefer to keep them on me if you don't mind." I respond to her.

I hope she'll accept that, but somehow I doubt it and this concerns me quite a bit, because my SMG is there and trying to protect myself with just a revolver alone will not be easy, and worse still what if it gets discovered? In fact my concerns have been confirmed, as Neptune insists, and so because of the fact that I could end up failing the mission for refusing, I have no choice but to give her my briefcase.

I then deliberately grunt in pain, as I hold onto the revolver I have holstered, to explain why my hand is there, just in case they decide to open the briefcase, which I fear will be game over for me but I have no choice, and if I can shoot Neptune if that were to happen I could win, but then again the mission could be to find out their end game in this nightmare. Maybe they might not open it after all do they suspect me being armed, or the fact that Noire is in this nightmare with me, outside somewhere ready to assist when appropriate?

In the end they don't look in my briefcase, but instead they put it in the cloakroom, ok, just have to see what happens with regards this.

"Underling you may return to your duties, which will include making me some delicious pudding for laters, and pudding flavoured juice." The Planeptune CPEww, says in her familiar tone, seemingly friendly but disrespectful, and emphasising she's the master and her underling is the slave.

The underling walks out, my gut telling me that she's going to brainwash me with her microphone, if indeed that is what has brainwashed me, ok Black get ready for the worst.

"You may sit down Freddie, and you'll be interviewed by the main character me, and I'm going to be asking questions that are ever so simple, even old lonely heart will know, and this will determine whether you're worthy enough to work for the strongest CPU ever which will be me. And this will involve long hours, no pay, but you get to have all the fun doing random things like testing new products, cooking all my favourite food, and doing all the hard work to keep my business going, and help me even become leader of this nation, as I have my own policies this country will need, but I'll save that for later, we need to see if you're worthy first." Neptune says to me.

Is she trying to provoke me or something? Does she even realise that Noire was never lonely, except for her pathetic excuse of a series, and that was because she had no one decent to hang out with because Neptune wouldn't let the Lastation CPU be with someone? She sure talks a load of nonsense, though I am intrigued that she does want to take over this country, this country that has some familiarity but I've no idea what it is, yet I have some connection to it, was I from here at a later date?

Whatever her policies are, they cannot be good, and she cannot become leader of this nation, and I do feel that me accepting her job will be the least of my problems, as I think how can I stop her, and how exactly will my nemesis get the job because I doubt it'll be democratically, rather it'll be by coup, and she'll have an army to support her.

I then sit down as does Neptune, smiling at the thought of me working for her, knowing full well that I have to show enthusiasm, a desire, to work for her other worse I'll have failed.

"OK let's first take a look at your application form, to see if you are who I'm looking for, as you'll know that I look for people who follow orders without question, is as intelligent as I am, as hardworking as I am, and can entertain me, and be a big fan of mine, for I have special treatment for them, and be a campaigner to get me to be the main character in anything I happen to be in, because I would make an excellent main character as I always like to defeat the big boss, and then eat and play games all day, every day." She says to me while reading, with a huge grin on her face.

Yes I understand what she wants all right, for me to be a mindless slave and not give suggestions or challenge her, and to be thick and lazy, and to kiss her bum, urgh it does make me shudder to think what it's actually like to work for this wicked vile pathetic excuse of a woman, they certainly have no choice in the matter.

"Right it says here you're unemployed, he he he, in fact you've been unemployed for a long time, and you've always tried to find work but couldn't, in fact you've tried working for lonely hearts, and then for foul mouths, but they didn't want you, oh what a shame." Planeptune's worst then says to me.

Oh how pathetic Neptune make out that I'm unemployable whereas even with my amnesia I know I've always had employment, working for the best and brightest in different businesses selling products to as many people as possible and doing projects helping to reduce poverty, hunger etc. while they work for us.

Mmmmm, the brainwashing is back, just as I suspected, and it's the worst yet, argh, must not let it beat me and make a fool of me, but how… much…. Longer….. will….. it…..be…..and….urgh…. how much longer can I last for, oh.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" The brainwashing voice says.

"What a shame indeed, I'm hoping with your…well you can…..see what I can do….." I say while holding on to my stomach to make her think that hurts rather than my head.

My gut tells me that I cannot praise her, despite what she wants me to do, and what normally one may choose to do in an interview, if they're brave enough.

Argh, my head, it's such a struggle to not yell in pain because of the agony, eee.

"GEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEQUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOKLLLLLLLLLL!" The voice in my head says.

"Yes…..don't care about that….we care about how…..job for us…" The Planeptune CPewww says to me.

It's the damn brainwashing that's making it hard to hear what she says, perhaps that's the point, so that I don't answer the question well, and then I fail, but at least I've heard enough to….argh…know what she's asking me…or saying.

"3EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE6XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" The brainwashing voice drones, making different sounds that are hard to understand, trying to persuade me to be stupid.

"Oh yeah, do you offer training at all?" I ask Neptune only for her to laugh.

AHH, I just barely manage not to scream though it's getting harder, it's increasing and I…..think…..it's because I said something….uh smart.

"GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" The familiar voice in my head says to me over and over again.

"Unlike….we don't…..we value….sociable, chatty, and not grumpy and rude…" She explains to me.

Well despite me not being able to hear all of what she says, I have a good guess of what she has said…..urgh…concentrating isn't easy….at all….uh because of this brainwashing. I think she said unlike Noire we don't bother with training, we value people who are always extremely sociable, and a good kind of chatty, funny and not grumpy and rude like Blanc.

…..ah….um…uh…nnnngh…what a joke, because while sociable and chatty are good traits, I doubt she's referring to the good kind of those traits, I think it's more the kind of saying stupid stuff, and ganging up and bullying people, and not getting on with any work, it reminds me of before, where on paper the words she says are good qualities, but Neptune just twists it and makes it to be something worse. Oh, it's so hard to maintain composure, intelligence, and not to scream in pain.

"JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" The voice in my head repeats over and over again, making absolutely no sense which it wants me to do.

I will not break, I will not….uh break. Keep….going, keep…going

"Well I talk when appropriate." I say to her.

"Have….. experience, in…. the stuff….looking for?" Neptune asks me in her usual tone.

Experience, eh? But while I can guess what she's looking for, what does she want me to do?

"Well, I like to think I'm a quick learner, and have done all sorts of things before, including cooking, selling products, advising people, great with money, even a good gamer." I respond to her.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOPEEEEEEEEEEEUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWAYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRWUUUUUUUUUUU!" The brainwashing voice drones on at me, as if to say that I was wrong to give that sort of answer.

Argh…..it's….so…..hard…..uh…to not…..yell…in pain…oh, I expected that to happen, yet the fact that Neptune clearly does not desire these traits, from the expressions she pulls on her face is telling, especially since any organisation would want quick learners, and for people to have had vital experience. Surely these would be good for Neptune, since she loves her food, here she's in charge of a business and she likes to play, but perhaps that's the thing, she has to be number one because of her insane belief that she's the main character, well only in her stupid series she is, no one can be better than her.

It's interesting though, I wouldn't want to work for her because I hate what she stands for, and she wouldn't want me to work for her for the same reason, yet this is my nightmare, to have to work for her, and I wonder if it's to see if she could either change me with her brainwashing or to try and show how horrible it would be to work for her, to be her mindless slave and to not just watch her tyranny and for nothing to stop it, but to contribute to it. As a result of this I'm in a conundrum as to do I impress her at the risk of being stupid which can cost me the mission, or do I give professional smart answers in which she won't accept me, which can jeopardise the mission? I can only do my best, argh.

More of this pain in my head, this….agony…..

"QOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" The unpleasant voice bores me, and tries to break me with its voice.

"Why do you….this…job?" The purple haired witch asks me, her tone suggesting she knows the answer.

Why do I want this job, why do you think you stupid female? I thought to myself, you've put me in here. Tragically I know this is not the correct answer, but I do know what it is.

"Well, I've heard about you and you intrigue me, you certainly have a unique way of doing things." I say to her, trying to sound polite, even though there's a hidden meaning behind what I say.

I actually wanted to ask questions to her, more particularly what her plan is, what does she want to do to this nation, my birthplace, my home before arriving in Lastation?

"Indeed, I do and to be honest I'm not sure you are who we are looking for, for this particular job, but maybe you could take part in medical research with Compa, we are in need of more subjects to try out new things, or perhaps testing products that Plutia has made you'll be well suited for that. Or perhaps even be a sales assistant on behalf of the money wise Gust, where you'll be wearing our special costume, and selling our special products. Hey maybe me can test you on this, and see if you bring a huge smile on my face." The witch interviewing me says, to me almost with a hint of sadistic pleasure as we both know what it will be.

Thoughts race through my own mind as I wonder what the costume could be, probably one where the intention is to humiliate, me or make me feel uncomfortable or even perhaps hurt me, in fact probably all 3 of those purposes, and I realise that I'm better off not asking, as I could find out soon enough. And as for the products I have…. the pain is back, and I don't know how much more of this I can take. They must be the worst and the challenge is for me to sell them despite the obvious reasons why not to buy them, and no doubt if I was to fail in selling sufficiently…..argh, unimaginable cruel suffering will happen to me…..ow…hmm….but would it be like….or worse… than….ow..argh…..um….this?

"ZEEEEEEEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNDEEEEEEEEEEEEEMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" The brain washing voice says to me, trying to sound creepy, trying to break me down, and for me to want to end my life to end it, which will not happen.

"That sounds interesting, I like a challenge, see if I can sell anything and everything." I reply to her, with fake enthusiasm.

"Awesomesauce, ok here is the briefcase full of all the products, and I want you to go outside, wait for me, and then when I tell you, you can knock on the door, I'll open it and you can advertise your products and convince me to buy them. Did you know that Gust made this personally? She'll be very happy if you can sell them and make a massive amount of money from this, as this can be funded into making the best pudding ever, all for me of course." Neptune says with a huge grin.

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As she talks to me she then gives me the briefcase full of the products, in which I wonder what are they, whether they're merely products of bad quality, smelly products or something more gruesome and horrifying? I cannot bear to find out, but I worry that I will have to, but at least I cannot be brainwashed now, I'm in the other female's office, and I have a time to rest, even if it's a short while before she summons me back in, though that is assuming the machine is in there, but if not why am I not brainwashed there, or will I be this time?

But even if I knew that I won't be, this time, this supposed breather is filled with worry, about what the rest of the interview will be, as I fear she could force me to work against her will and perhaps assassinate the leader of this nation and do worse things, and I'm sure when I'm back in there the brainwashing will be far, far worse to the point where I'll actually end up screaming my head off, and then I'll lose.

Interestingly enough she's on her walkie talkie, and I can hear her clearly, in fact she's loud and enthusiastic and ever so jolly, though what she's about to say, I feel will be something bad, and something that I cannot allow to happen.

"Ah Cody Gears, I have been waiting to hear from you. Is the attack on their building imminent? Ready as soon as I'm there? Excellent I look forward to it, I'll be out the agreed place, just as soon as I've taken care of a thorn in my side, and when we're there we will eliminate the parties there.

And then as a result they'll be forced to accept me as leader forever, where I as leader will enact policies such as the complete special Sadie treatment from Plutia, the best ever yet and extermination of females who are better looking than me, in fact all models will be gone, and having models will be illegal, and the Sadies will be the most sadistic and the execution most painful and long, and not only will this ban and punishment happen to models, it'll also happen to smart people, or those with qualifications, as well as to famous males who have ancestral links to this nation dating back centuries.

And other policies that will be my pleasure to enact will include letting in all the world's criminals minor and petty, and be given sanctuary, and in fact reporting on them will be illegal and punished harshly. There will be my own personal sadistic Sadie group led by Plutia with free reign to do whatever they wish, and be protected from criticism, and the victims will be completely random, and include people who have done nothing wrong. I will also make the national flag, the anthem, the animal, the flower and the dish illegal, and anyone owning it will be horrifically Sadied and executed.

Furthermore it will be compulsory and mandatory for people to buy Gust's product regardless of what they are and the quality of them, and if they don't their punishment will be the exposure of some of the dangerous and deadly experiments performed by Compa and Plutia.

Other policies will include brainwashing people to be ashamed of this country, and to pay money for things which didn't actually happen, and that money will be massive, and never ending, and I would also love for movies to be made like clockwork where this nation is always the villains and will always get defeated, hardworking will become illegal, reading books and learning will be an offense, all of which punishable by sadistic Sadies and death. I would also like to make massive and insane regulations on products, and to steal the money from the workers every bit and then give it to the lazy, as well as to steal food from them so there's either little or nothing to eat.

Finally I would like to destroy all the monuments, heritage to ban all the sports, and make it lawful with the punishment being locked under Plutia's pleasure for experimentation to be to sleep for 20 hours a day, along with making resources unbelievably expensive for the masses, and make cleanliness and hygiene illegal. Not only do I believe it good for this nation to have considering this is where some of my nemesis live, but I believe it will benefit, and it will be as prosperous as Planeptune, and my dreams will be a reality, and I'll be there soon." Purple Heart speaks with much excitement, almost drooling as though she's eating one of her favourite puddings.

To say that Neptune's policies are terrible, evil, horrible, and downright wrong is an understatement, and she must be stopped, and even if this is a nightmare not reality, she still must be stopped nonetheless for the sake of the mission, because she could do this to Lastation then, and it's sickening to think that she's probably having those sorts of policies in place in Planeptune right now, and it's horrible to think what would these Sadies which are euphemism for torture consist of, the worst possible and imaginable, that I have no doubt whatsoever.

But whatever happens she will not be leader of my nation of birth, the nation which although I cannot remember the name because of amnesia, has done a lot of good for the world and is a force for good, and is a nation I am proud to call home, as does Noire and Uni.

Nations in general have a right to be proud of themselves, since there's good in everything and to live free in prosperity and not to suffer because of grudges, and it's just so like Neptunia to vilify us because we won, and I expected her policies to be of the punishing, horrifying type, and it's worth saying again that the CPewwww must be stopped. And with this in mind I wonder who exactly is Cody Gears? I have never come across such an individual, but the name does remind me of something, but what I do not know, though my gut tells me it's something I despised for similar reasons to the witches' rotten series, and this person too is someone I must stop just like Neptune.

But the tragic thing is what can I do to stop them, for I have to carry on with the interview, and to convince her to hire me, and I'll be forced to help my evil nemesis. All I can do is to just see what happens, and just hope that my HUD can let me know soon when I can actually attempt to stop her. While it's probably wishful thinking maybe it might occur shortly, considering she's already going to put her dastardly plan into action, though I wonder if she'd want me to come along, she must do as a witness to it, and to make me work for her, that must be what she means by taking care of a thorn in her side, surely?

But perhaps that is the point that I hear what she has to say, but then again she might not know and does not care, for she thinks she has me cornered, and she thinks she has won, especially since she comes in opening the door, telling me that the test is over, and instead she would like me to come in, wait for her, and for me to follow her as she tells me what her new role would be.

I decide to pretend being in pain, while clutching at my revolver, so that as soon as I can, I can shoot the pathetic excuse of a CPU as she leaves the cloak room, but then she takes quite a while in there. What is she doing? Is she planning an escape? She must be as she throws an object towards me, in which it breaks the glass above the door, I think it must be a grenade.