Room 512: Wednesday after classes

[badassprodigy]

After classes were out of the way, Barry was back in his room doing research on various materials for his current project while at the same time outlining a draft for his next chapter of the Apes at Dusk fanfic Saga: Blood Red Banana Moon.

The stakes were higher in this fanfic. Edison and Tesla's rivalry continued to divide the loyalties of Bella Swan Olivia Drake and her ape-vampire lover Edward Cullen Samson Baudelaire. And now there was the introduction of the frequently shirtless Platypus-werewolf hybrid Jacob Black Daniel Feldspar for the predictable love triangle which was needed in all young adult horror fiction.

The hard part? Having to add misspelled words and grammar errors to make it look legitimate.

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[notaweenie.livejournal.com]

Barry frowned a little at that. At one point in his life cutting corners and full fledged scientific progress was all that mattered to him.

"I won't lie to you. There was a point in my life I didn't really care about what my experiments might have done to people," Barry admitted. "I was ten. I was a dick. And I'm ashamed of the things I did. If I didn't have two friends who acted like Jiminy Cricket all the time I could have turned out a lot worse. Then again I don't think even I wouldn't have gone as far as the place you're talking about. What exactly was this living nightmare?"

[nobloodymessiah.livejournal.com]

"Being thoughtless at age ten is hardly a mortal sin," Eleanor allowed. "Most children are abominable, from what I understand. It takes the psyche several years just to understand that other people exist, much less develop empathy for them."

She fidgeted, slightly. "There's rather a lot to it," she said, which was by way of an understatement. "It starts with human experimentation, and brainwashing. The favorite test subjects were ones no one would miss -- prisoners and small orphan girls."

Rapture really elevated douchebaggery to an art form.

[notaweenie.livejournal.com]

"Fuuuuuuck."

Barry let out a long sigh and rubbed his forehead again. "Please tell me you weren't... I mean... shit."

There's a question in there someplace, Eleanor, but Barry is imagining things people shouldn't imagine.

[nobloodymessiah.livejournal.com]

"Age six," she said, softly. "I'm not an orphan, but Mother was in prison."

She folded her arms over herself, protectively, and couldn't help the shudder that ripped through her.

"You don't ... want to know the details," she said. He really didn't. Rapture had a way of destroying people's faith in humanity. Even people who thought they were fresh out. "Some of it was undone, later, and the rest ... can't be."

If the slug were to be removed, nothing would keep the ADAM in equilibrium. Her cells would destroy themselves. She'd become another gelatinous blob, just like Dr. Alexander.

[notaweenie.livejournal.com]

Barry was quiet for a little bit.

"Look... I've done some horrible things to people," Barry admitted. "And I can understand why'd you'd be angry. There were some people who wanted me to do the same thing. They kidnapped my best friend. I put a stop to it and I'd hate to think what they would try if I was a different kid back then but-"

He let out a sigh.

"I at least have an idea where you're coming from here. And I'm sorry for what I said. Nobody should have to go through... whatever it was you went through. I just think you should know that I'm not going to hurt anyone here. Not if I can help it."