Post by random on Jun 14, 2009 10:43:09 GMT -5
Taylor Morgan: You may have noticed that I hadn't been seen since the evaluations. Well I've been near the house the entire time, but just not in it. You see I got locked in one of the vans that transported us here and couldn't get out. The doors just wouldn't open.
It was tough to survive without food or water in there, but I was lucky because I cannot taste a thing so I did what I had to do and ate the filling to the seats and licked up condensation I created by breathing onto the windows.
You may also notice that I'm no longer talking through my hand held voice synchronizer. The truth is I never need it, but the problem was that I really loved sounding like a Cylon so all I did was mash whatever I wanted to say into it. Unfortunately when I became locked in van I tried to ask it a question about how to get out, but the answer I got back was laughter.
I never knew a voice synchronizer could laugh that hard. After I snapped it in half the laughter continued so naturally I thought my mind was slipping. It turns out that the laughter was coming from David Starnes or what appeared to be David Starnes anyway for he told me he was in fact a robot sent to infiltrate the house. He rambled on about his mission and how he was sworn to secrecy, not to tell anyone, especially anyone.
I was confused with what he told me. So confused that when he opened the door I screamed like a sissy and passed out in a pool of what I'll call spontaneously appearing water.
When I came to the 'robot' was still there, but now he had entered the van and was dabbing my forehead with a ice pack; the door was locked again. Starnes continued to blabber on about his plan and a mustached man he would on refer to as 'The Instant Classic'.
I was becoming desperate to escape now. Either this was all a delusion brought on by lack of proper nutrition or this robot planned to kill me after its plan had been fully revealed. I wasn't going to take any chances and when the opportunity presented itself I pounced.
With the speed of a jungle cat I struck, but nothing I did seemed to have any effect. Starnes just looked at me and laughed that same laugh. As I grew tired and Starnes annoyed he lashed out with a barrage of pressure point strikes that sent me into a forced slumber.
I was woken by a light breeze, chirps or birds, a rush of water, and laughter. When I opened my eyes I was blinded by an icy spray and began to gag as it forced its way into my mouth and nose. While this was happening all I could hear was laughter. Thinking I would surly parish at this point I made peace with my maker and went limp.
This stopped the robot who actually sounded frightened when he cried out for help. I chanced a look when I heard rushing footsteps and what I saw caused me to faint in a very manly way. My glimpse was a wall of David Starne's closing in fast.
I don't know what happened after that, but when I regained consciousness I had a hair cut, change of clothes, and a bar code tattooed on my forearm. I was also floating on a table in a middle of a pool when someone came up to me and said I had a fight the next day.
It was tough to survive without food or water in there, but I was lucky because I cannot taste a thing so I did what I had to do and ate the filling to the seats and licked up condensation I created by breathing onto the windows.
You may also notice that I'm no longer talking through my hand held voice synchronizer. The truth is I never need it, but the problem was that I really loved sounding like a Cylon so all I did was mash whatever I wanted to say into it. Unfortunately when I became locked in van I tried to ask it a question about how to get out, but the answer I got back was laughter.
I never knew a voice synchronizer could laugh that hard. After I snapped it in half the laughter continued so naturally I thought my mind was slipping. It turns out that the laughter was coming from David Starnes or what appeared to be David Starnes anyway for he told me he was in fact a robot sent to infiltrate the house. He rambled on about his mission and how he was sworn to secrecy, not to tell anyone, especially anyone.
I was confused with what he told me. So confused that when he opened the door I screamed like a sissy and passed out in a pool of what I'll call spontaneously appearing water.
When I came to the 'robot' was still there, but now he had entered the van and was dabbing my forehead with a ice pack; the door was locked again. Starnes continued to blabber on about his plan and a mustached man he would on refer to as 'The Instant Classic'.
I was becoming desperate to escape now. Either this was all a delusion brought on by lack of proper nutrition or this robot planned to kill me after its plan had been fully revealed. I wasn't going to take any chances and when the opportunity presented itself I pounced.
With the speed of a jungle cat I struck, but nothing I did seemed to have any effect. Starnes just looked at me and laughed that same laugh. As I grew tired and Starnes annoyed he lashed out with a barrage of pressure point strikes that sent me into a forced slumber.
I was woken by a light breeze, chirps or birds, a rush of water, and laughter. When I opened my eyes I was blinded by an icy spray and began to gag as it forced its way into my mouth and nose. While this was happening all I could hear was laughter. Thinking I would surly parish at this point I made peace with my maker and went limp.
This stopped the robot who actually sounded frightened when he cried out for help. I chanced a look when I heard rushing footsteps and what I saw caused me to faint in a very manly way. My glimpse was a wall of David Starne's closing in fast.
I don't know what happened after that, but when I regained consciousness I had a hair cut, change of clothes, and a bar code tattooed on my forearm. I was also floating on a table in a middle of a pool when someone came up to me and said I had a fight the next day.