[Nex] To Make A Goddess [Private Musical Plot]

[Beans]

A tank of orange-ish liquid is wheeled into the procedure room; odds and bods are connected to bits and pieces and the techs retreat.
From the observation room, the scientists and magic techs start to get excited. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aKAxikZmY-0)
It's time
It's time

Make our goddess
Make our goddess
Fair and fine

A wondrous time
And all the world will be surprised
It's ours this time

Make our goddess
Make our goddess
Make our goddess

A glorious deed, never been done
They'll be in awe for years to come
Put in your efforts, everyone
It's time for glory

Make our goddess, make our goddess

Fire and ice combined, so precise
With proton rays and neutrinos

It's ours this time

All together, that and this

We shall persist; it's

Goddess-making time

Here comes Jaq!

I don't believe what's happening to me
My hopes, my dreams, my fantasies

I foresee success, I am a genius
Watch as I rig a plasma coil
From lithium and oxide foil

Hmm... my compliments from me to you
On this your most intriguing coil
Consider, though, this substitute:
Some steel in place of oxide foil
Huh? No, no, no, now that's all wrong
This thing will never radiate
It's been cold now for much too long
Try something fresher; we can't wait
Try again, don't give up

All together, that and this

We shall persist; it's

Goddess-making time

This time, this time
make our goddess, make our goddess
Et voila
she's almost here

And we can't wait

So write reports and celebrate

For when our fame all starts to climb
We'll all sing out

This is our time!

[iElf]

Din is sitting in the classroom, looking bored

[Quinsar]

Quinsar is in his normal outfit, except tar his robes are whore. For science! He watches happily.

[Beans]

Din's class is being taught about stuff.
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Elsewhere...
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Jaq grins.
Mr. Quinsar, let's share the honor.
She puts her hand on one side of the Big Lever of Science And Magic.

[Quinsar]

He nods, and grabs hold.

[Beans]

And when they pull it... there's a flash and a huge gout of smoke.

[Viera Champion]

Was diz?:smallconfused:

[Beans]

Musical plot, silly.


From the smoke, there's coughing.

[iElf]

Din learns stuff!

[Viera Champion]

Musical plot, silly.


From the smoke, there's coughing.

Well duh. But about what?

[Quinsar]

Quinsar grins, and turns on fans to clear the smoke.

[Beans]

Making Carrie, of course.
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Beans rediscovered his old iTunes library, a treasure trove of Flogging Molly and Superbus and stuff.

There is a human form in the orange fluid, hanging its torso over the side of the tank and coughing up the orange stuff. Long black hair obscures any face to be seen.

[Quinsar]

Quinsar watches.

[Beans]

Dude.

We made... we made something.

OH MY GODS WE MADE SOMETHING!
Jaq pumps her fist in the air.

The figure finishes coughing and spreads two black, messy wings.

[Quinsar]

Yes. It seems to have... Power, too!

[Beans]

The figure topples out of the tank to shiver on the floor, naked.
It appears to be an adolescent humanoid female; black hair and orange eyes, black wings, pale skin.

Jaq looks at her phone.
Oh...
Bad news.

[Quinsar]

What is it...?

[Beans]

You know that guy who was gonna take care of the product?
Car crash.

And his car crashed with the person who was his backup.

So I'll decide who takes our little darling home.

By Eenie-Meenie-Miney-Mo.

[Quinsar]

quinsar nods.
I'm half here, because Christmas lights must be hung!

[Beans]

Have a Merry Christmas Messy Kweeznuz.

She starts picking.
Eenie-Meenie-Miney... Quinsar.

You get to keep her.

[Quinsar]

O-okay...
Thanks!

[Beans]

Congrats, you're a dad.
Techs go in; they pick the girl off the floor and bring her to a cleansing room. They shower her off, then dry her, then send her to another room.

Before long, she's sitting in a chair in a hospital gown with two improvised slits in the back for her wings.
Might as well go in and say hi to your new baby.

[Quinsar]

he nods and heads over.
Hey...

[Beans]

She looks up at him.
... Wh... who are you?

Who am I?

W-what... I don't understand anything...

[Quinsar]

It's okay. My name is Quinsar Octarvio.... I'm your dad.

[Beans]

Oh...

If you're my dad... who am I?

[Quinsar]

You're... well... You're named.... Carrie!

[Beans]

... Carrie... Octarvio...

Oh...
Okay...

Where's this place?
A-and who are they?
She points at the techs in their white full isolation suits.

[Quinsar]

they're doctors... They're here to help.

[Beans]

Oh...

Why... how did...

I don't remember stuff.

I remember... the orange stuff and the glass tank... and coming out of it and it being all over... but w-why is there nothing before then?

[Quinsar]

Because... You were... Made in the tank...

[Beans]

...
What happens now?
She blinks. They had to preload her brain with some knowledge---how to speak, a basic vocabulary, etc---and it's still absorbing information very fast. And that's confusing.

[Quinsar]

well... you come home with me.

[Beans]

She nods weakly and stands up.
O-okay...

Home sounds nice.

[Quinsar]

Right now it's a little house...

[Beans]

She nods, sort of understanding.

[Quinsar]

Let's get you some clothing!

[Beans]

Thanks... I am kind of cold in this... um...

Thing I forgot the name of.
She pokes the surgical dress.

[Quinsar]

... Gown.
Nurses! CLOTHING!

[Beans]

They bring in a bunch of clothes!

She doesn't like bright colors, so she picks black jeans, a grey tank top, a softworn old bomber jacket, and black heavy sneakers.
Somehow she can't resist an orange belt in the mix.

[Quinsar]

Quinsar smiles at her.

[Beans]

She smiles unsurely, not having done it before.

[Quinsar]

he tries to hug her.

[Beans]

Carrie does not understand what hugs are.

[Quinsar]

Umm... A hug is something two people do to show they like each other.

[Beans]

Oh...
Okay.
She nods.

[Quinsar]

he hugs her now!

[Beans]

She hugs back, then yawns.

[Quinsar]

... You tired?

[Beans]

Y-yes...
She nods, eyelids leaden.

[Quinsar]

Okay... Thids might feel a little weird...

[Beans]

What might... huh?

[Quinsar]

he'll teleport them home! It might make her sick.

[Beans]

She whimpers and clamps a hand over her mouth.

[Quinsar]

I'm sorry... There's a bathroom right there...

[Beans]

She stumbles to it and goes BLERN into the toiletry fixture bowl thing.

Blern.

[Quinsar]

Quinsar waits.

[Beans]

She wipes her mouth and stumbles out.
... What happened?

[Quinsar]

The magic does thaat sometimes.
Deadtime.

[Beans]

Carrie nods woozily.