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taffalicious (PFP BY @constallationsarebs)

[ask-taff]

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Hello, my name is Taff Lark. I have…recently held one of the higher ups "SmartPhone"s captive, and I have recently discovered…"Tumblr". Apologies If i get anything wrong. I am learning as I go.

My pronouns are She/Her. I consider myself an artist, and I…am a fan of the color "Tangelo." I think thats how you do an introduction…apologies, I was just born.

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HELLOOOO !!! before you continue, this is an askblog/roleplay account of my Tord Clone OC, Taff! in this askblog, she was not created by Tord, but by Tords boss!! here is taffs reference sheet!!!

she has DPDR and hallucinations, mostly auditory, and she is missing her left ear, left arm, and left foot, and her left eye is smaller than her right one. she also has acne. just some things to note before interacting, as some might miss this!!!

i am open to roleplaying, OC or not! i am not open to NSFW or shipping, as taff is assigned to another character. thank you for reading!!!

[ask-taff]

[Taff knew this was gonna be difficult.]

[The day was…rather slow, to be honest. Not many guards came around the seclusion hall, except for the usual ‘feeding’ time. Taff enjoyed the sludge, as always— Toto…not so much. Taff knew his reasons, Toto wanted to be treated like a human being, and being fed non-solids that didnt even taste like anything must’ve made him feel…well, not great. Taff thought it was normal at first— but…that wasnt the case, as she soon learned. Not a big deal. There were more important things at play here.]

[Such as…getting the hell out of this place.]

[As the lights shut off in the hall, and the other rowdy experiments continued their bickering— Taff was focused on something else entirely. With Toto sleeping in her lap like a monkey, she moved forward and looked around for any guards at stand-by…and to her surprise, there was none! Thank goodness…]

[She smiled to herself, before pulling out her phone. Due to the lack of chargers for her— the battery was almost dead. But, she managed to text out two messages to separate people. First, she messaged Tord.]

Still in the cell…Are you in the "parking lot"…? Just to make sure… 😝😝😝😝😝

[As she sent that message Tord, she went to another persons messages. Whoever this person was…we dont know…!]

We will be getting you out shortly…! Never fret my good friend…! Hehehehehee…

[Now all she had to do was wait for Tords response, and then she can finally get out of here…of course, she was occasionally whispering to Toto, in which Toto either recoiled in disgust, or giggled softly. Aww awww awwwww…….]

@ask-tordd @ask-tor

[ask-tor]

Seriøst? Jeg glemte liksom «flukt»-oppdraget du planla. Takk, Taff!

(Really? I sorta forgot about the "escape" mission you were planning. Thank you, Taff!)

[ask-taff]

Yesss…!! Just gotta wait for Tord…!! Hehehehe😝😝😝😝😝

[ask-taff]

[Taff knew this was gonna be difficult.]

[The day was…rather slow, to be honest. Not many guards came around the seclusion hall, except for the usual ‘feeding’ time. Taff enjoyed the sludge, as always— Toto…not so much. Taff knew his reasons, Toto wanted to be treated like a human being, and being fed non-solids that didnt even taste like anything must’ve made him feel…well, not great. Taff thought it was normal at first— but…that wasnt the case, as she soon learned. Not a big deal. There were more important things at play here.]

[Such as…getting the hell out of this place.]

[As the lights shut off in the hall, and the other rowdy experiments continued their bickering— Taff was focused on something else entirely. With Toto sleeping in her lap like a monkey, she moved forward and looked around for any guards at stand-by…and to her surprise, there was none! Thank goodness…]

[She smiled to herself, before pulling out her phone. Due to the lack of chargers for her— the battery was almost dead. But, she managed to text out two messages to separate people. First, she messaged Tord.]

Still in the cell…Are you in the "parking lot"…? Just to make sure… 😝😝😝😝😝

[As she sent that message Tord, she went to another persons messages. Whoever this person was…we dont know…!]

We will be getting you out shortly…! Never fret my good friend…! Hehehehehee…

[Now all she had to do was wait for Tords response, and then she can finally get out of here…of course, she was occasionally whispering to Toto, in which Toto either recoiled in disgust, or giggled softly. Aww awww awwwww…….]

@ask-tordd @ask-tor

[ask-tordd]

Hey so uh.. Taff? About you and Toto being in that. . . Cell,, place--

It's near the end of the lab.. Right?? Down. . . Somewhere??

**Tord would be asking this as he's making his way down a hallway; evidently keeping his promise about getting Taff and Toto out of their said confinement. . . Or at least to find out where they're located, for now. Since by all obvious mean's; Tord might not be able to get Taff and Toto out yet..**

//OOC - @ask-taff woah haha... Hey😼

[ask-taff]

Ah…!!! Yes…i believe so…! Sorry…i was arguing with your boss…! Hes actually quite an asshole…!

When you reach the stairs…make a right turn…those are where the cells are…! And i believe we are— ehhh…cell thirty-two…? Hard to make out the letters…

Come quickly please…! Toto is crying in my hoodie…and its making me a bit uncomfortable…!

[ask-tordd]

Ah?? My Boss. . . ? Oh gosh.. Did he not send guard's down to you guy's yet or something..? - Is he just fine with you guy's having phones.. -?

Turn right?? Okkaayy-. . .

**Tord would proceed to follow said instructions,, keeping himself out of view ((mostly)),, most staff weren't in due to this being an extra day. . . But he came in because he's a NERD!!!! Before he knew it,, he was within the 'Experimental Confinement' hall.. And oh woooww.. Those. . . Those were a lot of experiments eh--**

**Tord was actually forbidden from going into this area; mostly due to his ranking. . . But he managed to get in either way! So.. Hooray??. . . Well, not completely- now he just had to pray and hope that no staff nor guard saw him and realized he wasn't allowed here, and then fiercely tackle him to ground..**

Okay uh.. I'm here. . . So.. Thirty two,, you said.. -? And why is he crying-??

[ask-taff]

[As Tord entered the ‘Experimental Confinement’ hall, the other ‘failed’ prototypes in the cells simply stared at Tord, not saying a single word to him. They were used to scientists and guards wandering through here— so it was no surprise to them. Though they were curious…thats usually not what a higher up wears! Also, there was an echoed crying in the hall aswell…which could be anyone.]

Thirty-two…yes…! Im quite sure of it…! And as for Toto— well…the boss was mean to him online…thats why I butt heads with him in the first place…! Ehehe…i think i "owned" him with my epic arguing skills…😝😝😝😝😝

[The cell Taff and Toto were in was quite damaged— with Taff being in this cell before, and, well…the first time wasnt very pretty. There was scratch marks and dents on the pristine white metal walls— and of course…Totos digging hole in the corner. Though there wasnt much of a hole there in the first place. And even it there was— where would Toto be going…? Theyre underground, after all…! Besides, thats pure concrete. Toto, youre a bit stupid…]

[Also, the cell number clearly wasnt thirty-two. It was twenty-three. Oopsie daisy.]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord couldn't deny and say he didn't feel somewhat anxious at the uh.. Stares. But proceeded forward,, either way; as he heard a lot of. . . Crying??.. Ah.. That might be Toto. . .***

**It was quite literally echoing off the walls, obnoxiously enough. But at least it made it easier to find the duo. . . He'd follow the sound, keeping his presence low and mostly near more shadowed area's; he honestly shouldn't risk it.. He shivered at the stares of all the failed experiments, causing him to lightly glance around.. But once he got to cell twenty three and was about to keep going down, he acknowledged how both Taff- and Toto, were in there-!**

**Hah..?? But he thought Taff said..? Okay it's whatever now, anyway's-**

**He couldn't help but freeze up at the sight because oh.. Oh yeah those were definitely his clones,, alright. . . He couldn't help but cringe at how uncanny and similar their appearances were compared to his own- deformed and altered, sure,, but still.. He stood there awkwardly for a moment,, before faintly waving-.. How was he meant to act?? These guys were basically HIS DNA just.. Fucked up--***

Oh- uh. . . Heeyyy..? Uhm.. Guy's.. -? You. . . Good,, in there.. ?

**His tone was hushed as to not draw in any unwanted attention. . . Since that wouldn't be fun-..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff and Toto were seen in Cell 23— sat in the corner of the small confinement together. Taff had her hand in Totos hair, running her fingers through his curls as Toto sobbed in the crook of her neck, his large shaky hands clinging onto the red hoodie she wore. Taff seemed rather disconnected— as if she were dissociated from the whole situation, especially with Toto attached to her like that…]

[However, that was quickly changed when she saw Tord.]

[Her eyes widened when she saw him— mouth slightly agape from the sight. Seeing Tord meant she could finally escape— she could finally have the sun on her skin, could finally experience the joys of an average person. Without hesitation, Taff shoved Toto off of her, crawling towards the cells bars as she looked up at Tord with a large smile.]

[It was like looking in the mirror— they both looked eerily similar to Tord, same facial structure, same nose, same everything…even spotting a red hoodie. Of course, they did spot some differences— Taffs smaller eye, Totos bushy eyebrows, and much more…regardless, it was still a lot to take in.]

Tord…! Yes, yes…we’re okay…Totos just being Toto… [Taff chuckled, while Toto curled up on the floor beside her.] I can’t believe im actually seeing you…! You look…strange…! Eheheehe…

[Taff was incredibly happy to see Tord— trying her best to whisper like him, but it was a bit difficult…she was so happy to see him!!]

I might have to lean on you while we leave— ehh…they mightve…taken my foot prosthetic…sad, sad Taff…

[ask-tordd]

**Tord lightly jumped at how quickly Taff acknowledged his presence.. It was an insanely uncanny experience- seeing how similar the trio were to one another- whoever decided to make clones of him got uncomfortably.. Close,, in getting them basically 'perfect'. . .**

.. Is he okay-?. . .

**Tord was evidently referring to Toto, as he would lightly nod in response to Taff's comment, stifling faint laughter before speaking up in a somewhat hushed yet faintly rushed manner,, he really shouldn't stay here for long. . . -**

Ah. . . Uh--.. Strange..? Hah. . . That's fine-- I don't mind you ehm.. Leaning on me- Just.. Let me figure this out..

**Tord would mess with his key card for a moment,, checking over the said key card access, and then pressing it against the 'entrance key'. . . Only for the screen to flash in big red letters; 'ACCESS DENIED'.**

**Tord's breath would hitch-- his eye's would widen..**

.. Dritt.

**ACCESS DENIED?! - HOW?? He could've SWORN he had the right key card..? --**

.. It-- It must've scanned my portfolio and acknowledged that I'm prohibited from being here. . . Ugghh..

**He had to think this over QUICK if he even wanted to make it through the double doors without being caught--. . . Let alone the front gates..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff waited patiently for Tord to let them out— before seeing Tords face shift in distress. Then came the bad news— Tord couldnt get them out.]

[Taffs smile faded into a frown, looking up at Tord, then at Toto— ah, shit…that wasnt good.]

Surely theres another way…?

[Taff frowned— as she slowly started to feel that disconnect again, which was something she tended to feel whenever something didnt go her way. She sat down properly, legs criss crossed as she gnawed on her knuckles…what were they to do…]

Maybe you can— ehh…steal someone elses key-card…? That wont be too hard…right…?

[That would, infact, be very hard.]

[Meanwhile, the other experiments were very invested in what was happening infront of them. Looking out the doors and staring at Tord and the two prototypes, not saying anything…]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord would softly hum in thought, lightly tapping his foot in distress. . . He'd glance at his key card, then look around as a whole..**

I mean. . . I could-- that's not really a bad idea.. But from where..? I don't see any lying around. . . Ugh,, why am I even asking you as if you know??.. -

.. Maybe the staff room could have. . . Something..?? Ughh. . .

**Tord was honestly getting frustrated with himself-- because how did he not see this coming?? His card would OBVIOUSLY be put on the 'denied' list.. Especially if he didn't class as a 'higher up' and such--**

[ask-taff]

Ja, ja…! Check the staff room…! That should work…!

[Taff smiled at Tord again. To Taff— this was kinda weirding her out to see Tord, someone she was based on. Honestly, Taff wished she looked different from him— as she was presenting more like Tord than, well, Taff. It didnt feel…real to her, in a weird sense. She wished she had her own clothes, her own hair, and her own face…which was funny, as Toto was quite the exact opposite. Toto wanted to be Tord, as thats all hes ever known. While Taff…she had some memories from Tord, but not most of it— so she had more of a disconnect compared to Toto.]

[Poor, poor Toto…she felt bad for him, honestly. He didnt look a lot like Tord in a sense— especially with those eyebrows and build…]

[Maybe…dont focus on that. Focus on getting out instead, Taff!]

And— Tord…? Im so excited to live with you…maybe then we’ll actually be happy…! Thats a good reason…right…?

[ask-tordd]

Yeah yeah I'll-. . . I'll check out the staff room..

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Hm..? Oh ah. . . Yeah I'm.. Looking forward to it, too. . . That's a good reason,, don't worry.. You'll both be content back at my place--..

**Tord gave Taff a faint smile,, before turning and retreating, going towards the staff room. . . Now he just had to hope that there would be a card.. Somewhere. Oh gosh. . .**

[ask-taff]

[Taff smiled back, watching the biotechnologist leave to go to the staff room. As she waited, she turned to Toto, who was huddled up in a ball, with tears flowing down his chin aswell as trembling like a leaf. Taff sighed, before crawling over to pat Toto on the head…which seemed to somewhat calm him down. Totos weird.]

Hmmph…

[Taff couldnt wait to get out of this hellhole…]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord was already well gone,, going to the staff room and basically looking AALLLL around the place.. And he couldn't find anything. . . Shit.**

**.. But just then; he remembered that spare cards are usually kept at the front desk. . . If he just went over and took one. . . He could go back to Taff and Toto and get them out..-! Somehow without getting caught.**

**He was quick to get to the front, as luckily due to the lack of staff; no one was at the desk at the moment.. So,, he proceeded to.. Somewhat clumsily jump over the said desk, and then proceed to tumble over.. and look inside the drawers. . . Annddd!! YES! He got the card he was looking for..! Now he just had to get his ass back over there.. Uggghhhhhh..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff continued to comfort Toto in the cell— waiting for Tord to come along…she was starting to grow impatient. Any minute now…]

Hmmph…når som helst nå… (any moment now…)

[Toto, too exhausted from crying, didnt question Taffs mumblings, simply clinging onto her, as she was the only thing he could really understand…despite how scary she was. Taff didnt mind.]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord was fairly fast,, yet tried keeping himself from drawing attention; so he had to have a decent walk pace. . . He eventually got back ((without being stopped by some random employee that he never talked to before.. Surprisingly enough.))**

**Tord had the card in hand this time, still not being able to get over how.. Similar, yet uncanny they looked compared to him. . . But shook it off, none the less- as he spoke up in a hushed yet somewhat nervous and unsure voice..**

Hey-! I got the card.. - But uhm. . . How am I gonna get you guy's.. Out, of here, without being caught.. -? I mean there's guard's fuckin' everywhere. . .

**Tord seemed pretty damn puzzled,, because truthfully what could he do? If he just opened the cell right now right here, guards are bound to start running over from the sound. . . - Maybe he could just give Taff the card and hope she can.. Get out during the night..?**

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**.. Wait. He could actually do that-!**

.. Wait. . . Do you think I could.. Give you guy's,, the card.. For tonight-? And when everyone's off shift you can get out and. . . Figure it out from there..? Ah but you don't even know where I live.. --

[ask-taff]

[Taff was seen with Toto in her arms, looking up at Tord with a smile, grinning ear to ear at the sight of that card— did this mean…? They could…?]

[Though, as Tord voiced his concerns, Taffs smile did fade…this place was way too secure to simply get them out and leave…it’d be too risky to do it like that.]

Ah…ja, ja…that is true…

[Taff listened close to Tords solution— thinking it over a little— that should work…? Though it would prove troublesome to leave without his address.]

Hmm…how about when it’s time…you could be at the entrance with your— ehh…what do you call it…ccc—car…? Yes— car…and you could drive us to your place…! Ehehe…

[ask-tordd]

**Tord perked up at the solution.. That. . . Could actually work! He could just drive over to the said laboratory- probably from the back- Toto and Taff get out.. And done! Then he'll just. . . Figure out the rest..! Eventually.. --**

**He'd faintly nod,, sliding the said card over and through the bars.. Surprisingly out of sight of anyone properly noticing, before speaking up in a hushed yet more soft and upbeat manner..**

.. Then it's settled. . . ! I'll just come around once everyone goes off shift.. But I won't be allowed inside, so the two of you are gonna have to figure out how to get to the back from there,, do you think you can do that.. -?

[ask-taff]

[Taff watched as Tord slid the card over, with her taking the card and stuffing it in Totos hair…which…it surprisingly hid in there very well…]

I believe I can…yes…! Should be— ehhh— easy peasy…! Ehe…

[Taff gave a small smile to Tord, holding Toto close, before speaking up again.]

Hey…Tord…? Thank you…for everything…you’d make a good older brother…hehe…

[ask-tordd]

Hey so uh.. Taff? About you and Toto being in that. . . Cell,, place--

It's near the end of the lab.. Right?? Down. . . Somewhere??

**Tord would be asking this as he's making his way down a hallway; evidently keeping his promise about getting Taff and Toto out of their said confinement. . . Or at least to find out where they're located, for now. Since by all obvious mean's; Tord might not be able to get Taff and Toto out yet..**

//OOC - @ask-taff woah haha... Hey😼

[ask-taff]

Ah…!!! Yes…i believe so…! Sorry…i was arguing with your boss…! Hes actually quite an asshole…!

When you reach the stairs…make a right turn…those are where the cells are…! And i believe we are— ehhh…cell thirty-two…? Hard to make out the letters…

Come quickly please…! Toto is crying in my hoodie…and its making me a bit uncomfortable…!

[ask-tordd]

Ah?? My Boss. . . ? Oh gosh.. Did he not send guard's down to you guy's yet or something..? - Is he just fine with you guy's having phones.. -?

Turn right?? Okkaayy-. . .

**Tord would proceed to follow said instructions,, keeping himself out of view ((mostly)),, most staff weren't in due to this being an extra day. . . But he came in because he's a NERD!!!! Before he knew it,, he was within the 'Experimental Confinement' hall.. And oh woooww.. Those. . . Those were a lot of experiments eh--**

**Tord was actually forbidden from going into this area; mostly due to his ranking. . . But he managed to get in either way! So.. Hooray??. . . Well, not completely- now he just had to pray and hope that no staff nor guard saw him and realized he wasn't allowed here, and then fiercely tackle him to ground..**

Okay uh.. I'm here. . . So.. Thirty two,, you said.. -? And why is he crying-??

[ask-taff]

[As Tord entered the ‘Experimental Confinement’ hall, the other ‘failed’ prototypes in the cells simply stared at Tord, not saying a single word to him. They were used to scientists and guards wandering through here— so it was no surprise to them. Though they were curious…thats usually not what a higher up wears! Also, there was an echoed crying in the hall aswell…which could be anyone.]

Thirty-two…yes…! Im quite sure of it…! And as for Toto— well…the boss was mean to him online…thats why I butt heads with him in the first place…! Ehehe…i think i "owned" him with my epic arguing skills…😝😝😝😝😝

[The cell Taff and Toto were in was quite damaged— with Taff being in this cell before, and, well…the first time wasnt very pretty. There was scratch marks and dents on the pristine white metal walls— and of course…Totos digging hole in the corner. Though there wasnt much of a hole there in the first place. And even it there was— where would Toto be going…? Theyre underground, after all…! Besides, thats pure concrete. Toto, youre a bit stupid…]

[Also, the cell number clearly wasnt thirty-two. It was twenty-three. Oopsie daisy.]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord couldn't deny and say he didn't feel somewhat anxious at the uh.. Stares. But proceeded forward,, either way; as he heard a lot of. . . Crying??.. Ah.. That might be Toto. . .***

**It was quite literally echoing off the walls, obnoxiously enough. But at least it made it easier to find the duo. . . He'd follow the sound, keeping his presence low and mostly near more shadowed area's; he honestly shouldn't risk it.. He shivered at the stares of all the failed experiments, causing him to lightly glance around.. But once he got to cell twenty three and was about to keep going down, he acknowledged how both Taff- and Toto, were in there-!**

**Hah..?? But he thought Taff said..? Okay it's whatever now, anyway's-**

**He couldn't help but freeze up at the sight because oh.. Oh yeah those were definitely his clones,, alright. . . He couldn't help but cringe at how uncanny and similar their appearances were compared to his own- deformed and altered, sure,, but still.. He stood there awkwardly for a moment,, before faintly waving-.. How was he meant to act?? These guys were basically HIS DNA just.. Fucked up--***

Oh- uh. . . Heeyyy..? Uhm.. Guy's.. -? You. . . Good,, in there.. ?

**His tone was hushed as to not draw in any unwanted attention. . . Since that wouldn't be fun-..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff and Toto were seen in Cell 23— sat in the corner of the small confinement together. Taff had her hand in Totos hair, running her fingers through his curls as Toto sobbed in the crook of her neck, his large shaky hands clinging onto the red hoodie she wore. Taff seemed rather disconnected— as if she were dissociated from the whole situation, especially with Toto attached to her like that…]

[However, that was quickly changed when she saw Tord.]

[Her eyes widened when she saw him— mouth slightly agape from the sight. Seeing Tord meant she could finally escape— she could finally have the sun on her skin, could finally experience the joys of an average person. Without hesitation, Taff shoved Toto off of her, crawling towards the cells bars as she looked up at Tord with a large smile.]

[It was like looking in the mirror— they both looked eerily similar to Tord, same facial structure, same nose, same everything…even spotting a red hoodie. Of course, they did spot some differences— Taffs smaller eye, Totos bushy eyebrows, and much more…regardless, it was still a lot to take in.]

Tord…! Yes, yes…we’re okay…Totos just being Toto… [Taff chuckled, while Toto curled up on the floor beside her.] I can’t believe im actually seeing you…! You look…strange…! Eheheehe…

[Taff was incredibly happy to see Tord— trying her best to whisper like him, but it was a bit difficult…she was so happy to see him!!]

I might have to lean on you while we leave— ehh…they mightve…taken my foot prosthetic…sad, sad Taff…

[ask-tordd]

**Tord lightly jumped at how quickly Taff acknowledged his presence.. It was an insanely uncanny experience- seeing how similar the trio were to one another- whoever decided to make clones of him got uncomfortably.. Close,, in getting them basically 'perfect'. . .**

.. Is he okay-?. . .

**Tord was evidently referring to Toto, as he would lightly nod in response to Taff's comment, stifling faint laughter before speaking up in a somewhat hushed yet faintly rushed manner,, he really shouldn't stay here for long. . . -**

Ah. . . Uh--.. Strange..? Hah. . . That's fine-- I don't mind you ehm.. Leaning on me- Just.. Let me figure this out..

**Tord would mess with his key card for a moment,, checking over the said key card access, and then pressing it against the 'entrance key'. . . Only for the screen to flash in big red letters; 'ACCESS DENIED'.**

**Tord's breath would hitch-- his eye's would widen..**

.. Dritt.

**ACCESS DENIED?! - HOW?? He could've SWORN he had the right key card..? --**

.. It-- It must've scanned my portfolio and acknowledged that I'm prohibited from being here. . . Ugghh..

**He had to think this over QUICK if he even wanted to make it through the double doors without being caught--. . . Let alone the front gates..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff waited patiently for Tord to let them out— before seeing Tords face shift in distress. Then came the bad news— Tord couldnt get them out.]

[Taffs smile faded into a frown, looking up at Tord, then at Toto— ah, shit…that wasnt good.]

Surely theres another way…?

[Taff frowned— as she slowly started to feel that disconnect again, which was something she tended to feel whenever something didnt go her way. She sat down properly, legs criss crossed as she gnawed on her knuckles…what were they to do…]

Maybe you can— ehh…steal someone elses key-card…? That wont be too hard…right…?

[That would, infact, be very hard.]

[Meanwhile, the other experiments were very invested in what was happening infront of them. Looking out the doors and staring at Tord and the two prototypes, not saying anything…]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord would softly hum in thought, lightly tapping his foot in distress. . . He'd glance at his key card, then look around as a whole..**

I mean. . . I could-- that's not really a bad idea.. But from where..? I don't see any lying around. . . Ugh,, why am I even asking you as if you know??.. -

.. Maybe the staff room could have. . . Something..?? Ughh. . .

**Tord was honestly getting frustrated with himself-- because how did he not see this coming?? His card would OBVIOUSLY be put on the 'denied' list.. Especially if he didn't class as a 'higher up' and such--**

[ask-taff]

Ja, ja…! Check the staff room…! That should work…!

[Taff smiled at Tord again. To Taff— this was kinda weirding her out to see Tord, someone she was based on. Honestly, Taff wished she looked different from him— as she was presenting more like Tord than, well, Taff. It didnt feel…real to her, in a weird sense. She wished she had her own clothes, her own hair, and her own face…which was funny, as Toto was quite the exact opposite. Toto wanted to be Tord, as thats all hes ever known. While Taff…she had some memories from Tord, but not most of it— so she had more of a disconnect compared to Toto.]

[Poor, poor Toto…she felt bad for him, honestly. He didnt look a lot like Tord in a sense— especially with those eyebrows and build…]

[Maybe…dont focus on that. Focus on getting out instead, Taff!]

And— Tord…? Im so excited to live with you…maybe then we’ll actually be happy…! Thats a good reason…right…?

[ask-tordd]

Yeah yeah I'll-. . . I'll check out the staff room..

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Hm..? Oh ah. . . Yeah I'm.. Looking forward to it, too. . . That's a good reason,, don't worry.. You'll both be content back at my place--..

**Tord gave Taff a faint smile,, before turning and retreating, going towards the staff room. . . Now he just had to hope that there would be a card.. Somewhere. Oh gosh. . .**

[ask-taff]

[Taff smiled back, watching the biotechnologist leave to go to the staff room. As she waited, she turned to Toto, who was huddled up in a ball, with tears flowing down his chin aswell as trembling like a leaf. Taff sighed, before crawling over to pat Toto on the head…which seemed to somewhat calm him down. Totos weird.]

Hmmph…

[Taff couldnt wait to get out of this hellhole…]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord was already well gone,, going to the staff room and basically looking AALLLL around the place.. And he couldn't find anything. . . Shit.**

**.. But just then; he remembered that spare cards are usually kept at the front desk. . . If he just went over and took one. . . He could go back to Taff and Toto and get them out..-! Somehow without getting caught.**

**He was quick to get to the front, as luckily due to the lack of staff; no one was at the desk at the moment.. So,, he proceeded to.. Somewhat clumsily jump over the said desk, and then proceed to tumble over.. and look inside the drawers. . . Annddd!! YES! He got the card he was looking for..! Now he just had to get his ass back over there.. Uggghhhhhh..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff continued to comfort Toto in the cell— waiting for Tord to come along…she was starting to grow impatient. Any minute now…]

Hmmph…når som helst nå… (any moment now…)

[Toto, too exhausted from crying, didnt question Taffs mumblings, simply clinging onto her, as she was the only thing he could really understand…despite how scary she was. Taff didnt mind.]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord was fairly fast,, yet tried keeping himself from drawing attention; so he had to have a decent walk pace. . . He eventually got back ((without being stopped by some random employee that he never talked to before.. Surprisingly enough.))**

**Tord had the card in hand this time, still not being able to get over how.. Similar, yet uncanny they looked compared to him. . . But shook it off, none the less- as he spoke up in a hushed yet somewhat nervous and unsure voice..**

Hey-! I got the card.. - But uhm. . . How am I gonna get you guy's.. Out, of here, without being caught.. -? I mean there's guard's fuckin' everywhere. . .

**Tord seemed pretty damn puzzled,, because truthfully what could he do? If he just opened the cell right now right here, guards are bound to start running over from the sound. . . - Maybe he could just give Taff the card and hope she can.. Get out during the night..?**

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**.. Wait. He could actually do that-!**

.. Wait. . . Do you think I could.. Give you guy's,, the card.. For tonight-? And when everyone's off shift you can get out and. . . Figure it out from there..? Ah but you don't even know where I live.. --

[ask-taff]

[Taff was seen with Toto in her arms, looking up at Tord with a smile, grinning ear to ear at the sight of that card— did this mean…? They could…?]

[Though, as Tord voiced his concerns, Taffs smile did fade…this place was way too secure to simply get them out and leave…it’d be too risky to do it like that.]

Ah…ja, ja…that is true…

[Taff listened close to Tords solution— thinking it over a little— that should work…? Though it would prove troublesome to leave without his address.]

Hmm…how about when it’s time…you could be at the entrance with your— ehh…what do you call it…ccc—car…? Yes— car…and you could drive us to your place…! Ehehe…

[ask-tordd]

Hey so uh.. Taff? About you and Toto being in that. . . Cell,, place--

It's near the end of the lab.. Right?? Down. . . Somewhere??

**Tord would be asking this as he's making his way down a hallway; evidently keeping his promise about getting Taff and Toto out of their said confinement. . . Or at least to find out where they're located, for now. Since by all obvious mean's; Tord might not be able to get Taff and Toto out yet..**

//OOC - @ask-taff woah haha... Hey😼

[ask-taff]

Ah…!!! Yes…i believe so…! Sorry…i was arguing with your boss…! Hes actually quite an asshole…!

When you reach the stairs…make a right turn…those are where the cells are…! And i believe we are— ehhh…cell thirty-two…? Hard to make out the letters…

Come quickly please…! Toto is crying in my hoodie…and its making me a bit uncomfortable…!

[ask-tordd]

Ah?? My Boss. . . ? Oh gosh.. Did he not send guard's down to you guy's yet or something..? - Is he just fine with you guy's having phones.. -?

Turn right?? Okkaayy-. . .

**Tord would proceed to follow said instructions,, keeping himself out of view ((mostly)),, most staff weren't in due to this being an extra day. . . But he came in because he's a NERD!!!! Before he knew it,, he was within the 'Experimental Confinement' hall.. And oh woooww.. Those. . . Those were a lot of experiments eh--**

**Tord was actually forbidden from going into this area; mostly due to his ranking. . . But he managed to get in either way! So.. Hooray??. . . Well, not completely- now he just had to pray and hope that no staff nor guard saw him and realized he wasn't allowed here, and then fiercely tackle him to ground..**

Okay uh.. I'm here. . . So.. Thirty two,, you said.. -? And why is he crying-??

[ask-taff]

[As Tord entered the ‘Experimental Confinement’ hall, the other ‘failed’ prototypes in the cells simply stared at Tord, not saying a single word to him. They were used to scientists and guards wandering through here— so it was no surprise to them. Though they were curious…thats usually not what a higher up wears! Also, there was an echoed crying in the hall aswell…which could be anyone.]

Thirty-two…yes…! Im quite sure of it…! And as for Toto— well…the boss was mean to him online…thats why I butt heads with him in the first place…! Ehehe…i think i "owned" him with my epic arguing skills…😝😝😝😝😝

[The cell Taff and Toto were in was quite damaged— with Taff being in this cell before, and, well…the first time wasnt very pretty. There was scratch marks and dents on the pristine white metal walls— and of course…Totos digging hole in the corner. Though there wasnt much of a hole there in the first place. And even it there was— where would Toto be going…? Theyre underground, after all…! Besides, thats pure concrete. Toto, youre a bit stupid…]

[Also, the cell number clearly wasnt thirty-two. It was twenty-three. Oopsie daisy.]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord couldn't deny and say he didn't feel somewhat anxious at the uh.. Stares. But proceeded forward,, either way; as he heard a lot of. . . Crying??.. Ah.. That might be Toto. . .***

**It was quite literally echoing off the walls, obnoxiously enough. But at least it made it easier to find the duo. . . He'd follow the sound, keeping his presence low and mostly near more shadowed area's; he honestly shouldn't risk it.. He shivered at the stares of all the failed experiments, causing him to lightly glance around.. But once he got to cell twenty three and was about to keep going down, he acknowledged how both Taff- and Toto, were in there-!**

**Hah..?? But he thought Taff said..? Okay it's whatever now, anyway's-**

**He couldn't help but freeze up at the sight because oh.. Oh yeah those were definitely his clones,, alright. . . He couldn't help but cringe at how uncanny and similar their appearances were compared to his own- deformed and altered, sure,, but still.. He stood there awkwardly for a moment,, before faintly waving-.. How was he meant to act?? These guys were basically HIS DNA just.. Fucked up--***

Oh- uh. . . Heeyyy..? Uhm.. Guy's.. -? You. . . Good,, in there.. ?

**His tone was hushed as to not draw in any unwanted attention. . . Since that wouldn't be fun-..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff and Toto were seen in Cell 23— sat in the corner of the small confinement together. Taff had her hand in Totos hair, running her fingers through his curls as Toto sobbed in the crook of her neck, his large shaky hands clinging onto the red hoodie she wore. Taff seemed rather disconnected— as if she were dissociated from the whole situation, especially with Toto attached to her like that…]

[However, that was quickly changed when she saw Tord.]

[Her eyes widened when she saw him— mouth slightly agape from the sight. Seeing Tord meant she could finally escape— she could finally have the sun on her skin, could finally experience the joys of an average person. Without hesitation, Taff shoved Toto off of her, crawling towards the cells bars as she looked up at Tord with a large smile.]

[It was like looking in the mirror— they both looked eerily similar to Tord, same facial structure, same nose, same everything…even spotting a red hoodie. Of course, they did spot some differences— Taffs smaller eye, Totos bushy eyebrows, and much more…regardless, it was still a lot to take in.]

Tord…! Yes, yes…we’re okay…Totos just being Toto… [Taff chuckled, while Toto curled up on the floor beside her.] I can’t believe im actually seeing you…! You look…strange…! Eheheehe…

[Taff was incredibly happy to see Tord— trying her best to whisper like him, but it was a bit difficult…she was so happy to see him!!]

I might have to lean on you while we leave— ehh…they mightve…taken my foot prosthetic…sad, sad Taff…

[ask-tordd]

**Tord lightly jumped at how quickly Taff acknowledged his presence.. It was an insanely uncanny experience- seeing how similar the trio were to one another- whoever decided to make clones of him got uncomfortably.. Close,, in getting them basically 'perfect'. . .**

.. Is he okay-?. . .

**Tord was evidently referring to Toto, as he would lightly nod in response to Taff's comment, stifling faint laughter before speaking up in a somewhat hushed yet faintly rushed manner,, he really shouldn't stay here for long. . . -**

Ah. . . Uh--.. Strange..? Hah. . . That's fine-- I don't mind you ehm.. Leaning on me- Just.. Let me figure this out..

**Tord would mess with his key card for a moment,, checking over the said key card access, and then pressing it against the 'entrance key'. . . Only for the screen to flash in big red letters; 'ACCESS DENIED'.**

**Tord's breath would hitch-- his eye's would widen..**

.. Dritt.

**ACCESS DENIED?! - HOW?? He could've SWORN he had the right key card..? --**

.. It-- It must've scanned my portfolio and acknowledged that I'm prohibited from being here. . . Ugghh..

**He had to think this over QUICK if he even wanted to make it through the double doors without being caught--. . . Let alone the front gates..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff waited patiently for Tord to let them out— before seeing Tords face shift in distress. Then came the bad news— Tord couldnt get them out.]

[Taffs smile faded into a frown, looking up at Tord, then at Toto— ah, shit…that wasnt good.]

Surely theres another way…?

[Taff frowned— as she slowly started to feel that disconnect again, which was something she tended to feel whenever something didnt go her way. She sat down properly, legs criss crossed as she gnawed on her knuckles…what were they to do…]

Maybe you can— ehh…steal someone elses key-card…? That wont be too hard…right…?

[That would, infact, be very hard.]

[Meanwhile, the other experiments were very invested in what was happening infront of them. Looking out the doors and staring at Tord and the two prototypes, not saying anything…]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord would softly hum in thought, lightly tapping his foot in distress. . . He'd glance at his key card, then look around as a whole..**

I mean. . . I could-- that's not really a bad idea.. But from where..? I don't see any lying around. . . Ugh,, why am I even asking you as if you know??.. -

.. Maybe the staff room could have. . . Something..?? Ughh. . .

**Tord was honestly getting frustrated with himself-- because how did he not see this coming?? His card would OBVIOUSLY be put on the 'denied' list.. Especially if he didn't class as a 'higher up' and such--**

[ask-taff]

Ja, ja…! Check the staff room…! That should work…!

[Taff smiled at Tord again. To Taff— this was kinda weirding her out to see Tord, someone she was based on. Honestly, Taff wished she looked different from him— as she was presenting more like Tord than, well, Taff. It didnt feel…real to her, in a weird sense. She wished she had her own clothes, her own hair, and her own face…which was funny, as Toto was quite the exact opposite. Toto wanted to be Tord, as thats all hes ever known. While Taff…she had some memories from Tord, but not most of it— so she had more of a disconnect compared to Toto.]

[Poor, poor Toto…she felt bad for him, honestly. He didnt look a lot like Tord in a sense— especially with those eyebrows and build…]

[Maybe…dont focus on that. Focus on getting out instead, Taff!]

And— Tord…? Im so excited to live with you…maybe then we’ll actually be happy…! Thats a good reason…right…?

[ask-tordd]

Yeah yeah I'll-. . . I'll check out the staff room..

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Hm..? Oh ah. . . Yeah I'm.. Looking forward to it, too. . . That's a good reason,, don't worry.. You'll both be content back at my place--..

**Tord gave Taff a faint smile,, before turning and retreating, going towards the staff room. . . Now he just had to hope that there would be a card.. Somewhere. Oh gosh. . .**

[ask-taff]

[Taff smiled back, watching the biotechnologist leave to go to the staff room. As she waited, she turned to Toto, who was huddled up in a ball, with tears flowing down his chin aswell as trembling like a leaf. Taff sighed, before crawling over to pat Toto on the head…which seemed to somewhat calm him down. Totos weird.]

Hmmph…

[Taff couldnt wait to get out of this hellhole…]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord was already well gone,, going to the staff room and basically looking AALLLL around the place.. And he couldn't find anything. . . Shit.**

**.. But just then; he remembered that spare cards are usually kept at the front desk. . . If he just went over and took one. . . He could go back to Taff and Toto and get them out..-! Somehow without getting caught.**

**He was quick to get to the front, as luckily due to the lack of staff; no one was at the desk at the moment.. So,, he proceeded to.. Somewhat clumsily jump over the said desk, and then proceed to tumble over.. and look inside the drawers. . . Annddd!! YES! He got the card he was looking for..! Now he just had to get his ass back over there.. Uggghhhhhh..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff continued to comfort Toto in the cell— waiting for Tord to come along…she was starting to grow impatient. Any minute now…]

Hmmph…når som helst nå… (any moment now…)

[Toto, too exhausted from crying, didnt question Taffs mumblings, simply clinging onto her, as she was the only thing he could really understand…despite how scary she was. Taff didnt mind.]

[ask-taff]

How was your transition?

Great 😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝 They thought i couldnt become a woman…BUT I ALREADY AM ONE…! Ehehe…

[ask-taff]

taff you are very pretty!! i think orange is a great color on you, it suits you :)

Aww…! Thank you…! It is greatly appreciated…😝😝😝😝😝😝

[ask-tordd]

Hey so uh.. Taff? About you and Toto being in that. . . Cell,, place--

It's near the end of the lab.. Right?? Down. . . Somewhere??

**Tord would be asking this as he's making his way down a hallway; evidently keeping his promise about getting Taff and Toto out of their said confinement. . . Or at least to find out where they're located, for now. Since by all obvious mean's; Tord might not be able to get Taff and Toto out yet..**

//OOC - @ask-taff woah haha... Hey😼

[ask-taff]

Ah…!!! Yes…i believe so…! Sorry…i was arguing with your boss…! Hes actually quite an asshole…!

When you reach the stairs…make a right turn…those are where the cells are…! And i believe we are— ehhh…cell thirty-two…? Hard to make out the letters…

Come quickly please…! Toto is crying in my hoodie…and its making me a bit uncomfortable…!

[ask-tordd]

Ah?? My Boss. . . ? Oh gosh.. Did he not send guard's down to you guy's yet or something..? - Is he just fine with you guy's having phones.. -?

Turn right?? Okkaayy-. . .

**Tord would proceed to follow said instructions,, keeping himself out of view ((mostly)),, most staff weren't in due to this being an extra day. . . But he came in because he's a NERD!!!! Before he knew it,, he was within the 'Experimental Confinement' hall.. And oh woooww.. Those. . . Those were a lot of experiments eh--**

**Tord was actually forbidden from going into this area; mostly due to his ranking. . . But he managed to get in either way! So.. Hooray??. . . Well, not completely- now he just had to pray and hope that no staff nor guard saw him and realized he wasn't allowed here, and then fiercely tackle him to ground..**

Okay uh.. I'm here. . . So.. Thirty two,, you said.. -? And why is he crying-??

[ask-taff]

[As Tord entered the ‘Experimental Confinement’ hall, the other ‘failed’ prototypes in the cells simply stared at Tord, not saying a single word to him. They were used to scientists and guards wandering through here— so it was no surprise to them. Though they were curious…thats usually not what a higher up wears! Also, there was an echoed crying in the hall aswell…which could be anyone.]

Thirty-two…yes…! Im quite sure of it…! And as for Toto— well…the boss was mean to him online…thats why I butt heads with him in the first place…! Ehehe…i think i "owned" him with my epic arguing skills…😝😝😝😝😝

[The cell Taff and Toto were in was quite damaged— with Taff being in this cell before, and, well…the first time wasnt very pretty. There was scratch marks and dents on the pristine white metal walls— and of course…Totos digging hole in the corner. Though there wasnt much of a hole there in the first place. And even it there was— where would Toto be going…? Theyre underground, after all…! Besides, thats pure concrete. Toto, youre a bit stupid…]

[Also, the cell number clearly wasnt thirty-two. It was twenty-three. Oopsie daisy.]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord couldn't deny and say he didn't feel somewhat anxious at the uh.. Stares. But proceeded forward,, either way; as he heard a lot of. . . Crying??.. Ah.. That might be Toto. . .***

**It was quite literally echoing off the walls, obnoxiously enough. But at least it made it easier to find the duo. . . He'd follow the sound, keeping his presence low and mostly near more shadowed area's; he honestly shouldn't risk it.. He shivered at the stares of all the failed experiments, causing him to lightly glance around.. But once he got to cell twenty three and was about to keep going down, he acknowledged how both Taff- and Toto, were in there-!**

**Hah..?? But he thought Taff said..? Okay it's whatever now, anyway's-**

**He couldn't help but freeze up at the sight because oh.. Oh yeah those were definitely his clones,, alright. . . He couldn't help but cringe at how uncanny and similar their appearances were compared to his own- deformed and altered, sure,, but still.. He stood there awkwardly for a moment,, before faintly waving-.. How was he meant to act?? These guys were basically HIS DNA just.. Fucked up--***

Oh- uh. . . Heeyyy..? Uhm.. Guy's.. -? You. . . Good,, in there.. ?

**His tone was hushed as to not draw in any unwanted attention. . . Since that wouldn't be fun-..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff and Toto were seen in Cell 23— sat in the corner of the small confinement together. Taff had her hand in Totos hair, running her fingers through his curls as Toto sobbed in the crook of her neck, his large shaky hands clinging onto the red hoodie she wore. Taff seemed rather disconnected— as if she were dissociated from the whole situation, especially with Toto attached to her like that…]

[However, that was quickly changed when she saw Tord.]

[Her eyes widened when she saw him— mouth slightly agape from the sight. Seeing Tord meant she could finally escape— she could finally have the sun on her skin, could finally experience the joys of an average person. Without hesitation, Taff shoved Toto off of her, crawling towards the cells bars as she looked up at Tord with a large smile.]

[It was like looking in the mirror— they both looked eerily similar to Tord, same facial structure, same nose, same everything…even spotting a red hoodie. Of course, they did spot some differences— Taffs smaller eye, Totos bushy eyebrows, and much more…regardless, it was still a lot to take in.]

Tord…! Yes, yes…we’re okay…Totos just being Toto… [Taff chuckled, while Toto curled up on the floor beside her.] I can’t believe im actually seeing you…! You look…strange…! Eheheehe…

[Taff was incredibly happy to see Tord— trying her best to whisper like him, but it was a bit difficult…she was so happy to see him!!]

I might have to lean on you while we leave— ehh…they mightve…taken my foot prosthetic…sad, sad Taff…

[ask-tordd]

**Tord lightly jumped at how quickly Taff acknowledged his presence.. It was an insanely uncanny experience- seeing how similar the trio were to one another- whoever decided to make clones of him got uncomfortably.. Close,, in getting them basically 'perfect'. . .**

.. Is he okay-?. . .

**Tord was evidently referring to Toto, as he would lightly nod in response to Taff's comment, stifling faint laughter before speaking up in a somewhat hushed yet faintly rushed manner,, he really shouldn't stay here for long. . . -**

Ah. . . Uh--.. Strange..? Hah. . . That's fine-- I don't mind you ehm.. Leaning on me- Just.. Let me figure this out..

**Tord would mess with his key card for a moment,, checking over the said key card access, and then pressing it against the 'entrance key'. . . Only for the screen to flash in big red letters; 'ACCESS DENIED'.**

**Tord's breath would hitch-- his eye's would widen..**

.. Dritt.

**ACCESS DENIED?! - HOW?? He could've SWORN he had the right key card..? --**

.. It-- It must've scanned my portfolio and acknowledged that I'm prohibited from being here. . . Ugghh..

**He had to think this over QUICK if he even wanted to make it through the double doors without being caught--. . . Let alone the front gates..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff waited patiently for Tord to let them out— before seeing Tords face shift in distress. Then came the bad news— Tord couldnt get them out.]

[Taffs smile faded into a frown, looking up at Tord, then at Toto— ah, shit…that wasnt good.]

Surely theres another way…?

[Taff frowned— as she slowly started to feel that disconnect again, which was something she tended to feel whenever something didnt go her way. She sat down properly, legs criss crossed as she gnawed on her knuckles…what were they to do…]

Maybe you can— ehh…steal someone elses key-card…? That wont be too hard…right…?

[That would, infact, be very hard.]

[Meanwhile, the other experiments were very invested in what was happening infront of them. Looking out the doors and staring at Tord and the two prototypes, not saying anything…]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord would softly hum in thought, lightly tapping his foot in distress. . . He'd glance at his key card, then look around as a whole..**

I mean. . . I could-- that's not really a bad idea.. But from where..? I don't see any lying around. . . Ugh,, why am I even asking you as if you know??.. -

.. Maybe the staff room could have. . . Something..?? Ughh. . .

**Tord was honestly getting frustrated with himself-- because how did he not see this coming?? His card would OBVIOUSLY be put on the 'denied' list.. Especially if he didn't class as a 'higher up' and such--**

[ask-taff]

Ja, ja…! Check the staff room…! That should work…!

[Taff smiled at Tord again. To Taff— this was kinda weirding her out to see Tord, someone she was based on. Honestly, Taff wished she looked different from him— as she was presenting more like Tord than, well, Taff. It didnt feel…real to her, in a weird sense. She wished she had her own clothes, her own hair, and her own face…which was funny, as Toto was quite the exact opposite. Toto wanted to be Tord, as thats all hes ever known. While Taff…she had some memories from Tord, but not most of it— so she had more of a disconnect compared to Toto.]

[Poor, poor Toto…she felt bad for him, honestly. He didnt look a lot like Tord in a sense— especially with those eyebrows and build…]

[Maybe…dont focus on that. Focus on getting out instead, Taff!]

And— Tord…? Im so excited to live with you…maybe then we’ll actually be happy…! Thats a good reason…right…?

[ask-tordd]

Yeah yeah I'll-. . . I'll check out the staff room..

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Hm..? Oh ah. . . Yeah I'm.. Looking forward to it, too. . . That's a good reason,, don't worry.. You'll both be content back at my place--..

**Tord gave Taff a faint smile,, before turning and retreating, going towards the staff room. . . Now he just had to hope that there would be a card.. Somewhere. Oh gosh. . .**

[ask-taff]

[Taff smiled back, watching the biotechnologist leave to go to the staff room. As she waited, she turned to Toto, who was huddled up in a ball, with tears flowing down his chin aswell as trembling like a leaf. Taff sighed, before crawling over to pat Toto on the head…which seemed to somewhat calm him down. Totos weird.]

Hmmph…

[Taff couldnt wait to get out of this hellhole…]

[ask-tordd]

Hey so uh.. Taff? About you and Toto being in that. . . Cell,, place--

It's near the end of the lab.. Right?? Down. . . Somewhere??

**Tord would be asking this as he's making his way down a hallway; evidently keeping his promise about getting Taff and Toto out of their said confinement. . . Or at least to find out where they're located, for now. Since by all obvious mean's; Tord might not be able to get Taff and Toto out yet..**

//OOC - @ask-taff woah haha... Hey😼

[ask-taff]

Ah…!!! Yes…i believe so…! Sorry…i was arguing with your boss…! Hes actually quite an asshole…!

When you reach the stairs…make a right turn…those are where the cells are…! And i believe we are— ehhh…cell thirty-two…? Hard to make out the letters…

Come quickly please…! Toto is crying in my hoodie…and its making me a bit uncomfortable…!

[ask-tordd]

Ah?? My Boss. . . ? Oh gosh.. Did he not send guard's down to you guy's yet or something..? - Is he just fine with you guy's having phones.. -?

Turn right?? Okkaayy-. . .

**Tord would proceed to follow said instructions,, keeping himself out of view ((mostly)),, most staff weren't in due to this being an extra day. . . But he came in because he's a NERD!!!! Before he knew it,, he was within the 'Experimental Confinement' hall.. And oh woooww.. Those. . . Those were a lot of experiments eh--**

**Tord was actually forbidden from going into this area; mostly due to his ranking. . . But he managed to get in either way! So.. Hooray??. . . Well, not completely- now he just had to pray and hope that no staff nor guard saw him and realized he wasn't allowed here, and then fiercely tackle him to ground..**

Okay uh.. I'm here. . . So.. Thirty two,, you said.. -? And why is he crying-??

[ask-taff]

[As Tord entered the ‘Experimental Confinement’ hall, the other ‘failed’ prototypes in the cells simply stared at Tord, not saying a single word to him. They were used to scientists and guards wandering through here— so it was no surprise to them. Though they were curious…thats usually not what a higher up wears! Also, there was an echoed crying in the hall aswell…which could be anyone.]

Thirty-two…yes…! Im quite sure of it…! And as for Toto— well…the boss was mean to him online…thats why I butt heads with him in the first place…! Ehehe…i think i "owned" him with my epic arguing skills…😝😝😝😝😝

[The cell Taff and Toto were in was quite damaged— with Taff being in this cell before, and, well…the first time wasnt very pretty. There was scratch marks and dents on the pristine white metal walls— and of course…Totos digging hole in the corner. Though there wasnt much of a hole there in the first place. And even it there was— where would Toto be going…? Theyre underground, after all…! Besides, thats pure concrete. Toto, youre a bit stupid…]

[Also, the cell number clearly wasnt thirty-two. It was twenty-three. Oopsie daisy.]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord couldn't deny and say he didn't feel somewhat anxious at the uh.. Stares. But proceeded forward,, either way; as he heard a lot of. . . Crying??.. Ah.. That might be Toto. . .***

**It was quite literally echoing off the walls, obnoxiously enough. But at least it made it easier to find the duo. . . He'd follow the sound, keeping his presence low and mostly near more shadowed area's; he honestly shouldn't risk it.. He shivered at the stares of all the failed experiments, causing him to lightly glance around.. But once he got to cell twenty three and was about to keep going down, he acknowledged how both Taff- and Toto, were in there-!**

**Hah..?? But he thought Taff said..? Okay it's whatever now, anyway's-**

**He couldn't help but freeze up at the sight because oh.. Oh yeah those were definitely his clones,, alright. . . He couldn't help but cringe at how uncanny and similar their appearances were compared to his own- deformed and altered, sure,, but still.. He stood there awkwardly for a moment,, before faintly waving-.. How was he meant to act?? These guys were basically HIS DNA just.. Fucked up--***

Oh- uh. . . Heeyyy..? Uhm.. Guy's.. -? You. . . Good,, in there.. ?

**His tone was hushed as to not draw in any unwanted attention. . . Since that wouldn't be fun-..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff and Toto were seen in Cell 23— sat in the corner of the small confinement together. Taff had her hand in Totos hair, running her fingers through his curls as Toto sobbed in the crook of her neck, his large shaky hands clinging onto the red hoodie she wore. Taff seemed rather disconnected— as if she were dissociated from the whole situation, especially with Toto attached to her like that…]

[However, that was quickly changed when she saw Tord.]

[Her eyes widened when she saw him— mouth slightly agape from the sight. Seeing Tord meant she could finally escape— she could finally have the sun on her skin, could finally experience the joys of an average person. Without hesitation, Taff shoved Toto off of her, crawling towards the cells bars as she looked up at Tord with a large smile.]

[It was like looking in the mirror— they both looked eerily similar to Tord, same facial structure, same nose, same everything…even spotting a red hoodie. Of course, they did spot some differences— Taffs smaller eye, Totos bushy eyebrows, and much more…regardless, it was still a lot to take in.]

Tord…! Yes, yes…we’re okay…Totos just being Toto… [Taff chuckled, while Toto curled up on the floor beside her.] I can’t believe im actually seeing you…! You look…strange…! Eheheehe…

[Taff was incredibly happy to see Tord— trying her best to whisper like him, but it was a bit difficult…she was so happy to see him!!]

I might have to lean on you while we leave— ehh…they mightve…taken my foot prosthetic…sad, sad Taff…

[ask-tordd]

**Tord lightly jumped at how quickly Taff acknowledged his presence.. It was an insanely uncanny experience- seeing how similar the trio were to one another- whoever decided to make clones of him got uncomfortably.. Close,, in getting them basically 'perfect'. . .**

.. Is he okay-?. . .

**Tord was evidently referring to Toto, as he would lightly nod in response to Taff's comment, stifling faint laughter before speaking up in a somewhat hushed yet faintly rushed manner,, he really shouldn't stay here for long. . . -**

Ah. . . Uh--.. Strange..? Hah. . . That's fine-- I don't mind you ehm.. Leaning on me- Just.. Let me figure this out..

**Tord would mess with his key card for a moment,, checking over the said key card access, and then pressing it against the 'entrance key'. . . Only for the screen to flash in big red letters; 'ACCESS DENIED'.**

**Tord's breath would hitch-- his eye's would widen..**

.. Dritt.

**ACCESS DENIED?! - HOW?? He could've SWORN he had the right key card..? --**

.. It-- It must've scanned my portfolio and acknowledged that I'm prohibited from being here. . . Ugghh..

**He had to think this over QUICK if he even wanted to make it through the double doors without being caught--. . . Let alone the front gates..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff waited patiently for Tord to let them out— before seeing Tords face shift in distress. Then came the bad news— Tord couldnt get them out.]

[Taffs smile faded into a frown, looking up at Tord, then at Toto— ah, shit…that wasnt good.]

Surely theres another way…?

[Taff frowned— as she slowly started to feel that disconnect again, which was something she tended to feel whenever something didnt go her way. She sat down properly, legs criss crossed as she gnawed on her knuckles…what were they to do…]

Maybe you can— ehh…steal someone elses key-card…? That wont be too hard…right…?

[That would, infact, be very hard.]

[Meanwhile, the other experiments were very invested in what was happening infront of them. Looking out the doors and staring at Tord and the two prototypes, not saying anything…]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord would softly hum in thought, lightly tapping his foot in distress. . . He'd glance at his key card, then look around as a whole..**

I mean. . . I could-- that's not really a bad idea.. But from where..? I don't see any lying around. . . Ugh,, why am I even asking you as if you know??.. -

.. Maybe the staff room could have. . . Something..?? Ughh. . .

**Tord was honestly getting frustrated with himself-- because how did he not see this coming?? His card would OBVIOUSLY be put on the 'denied' list.. Especially if he didn't class as a 'higher up' and such--**

[ask-taff]

Ja, ja…! Check the staff room…! That should work…!

[Taff smiled at Tord again. To Taff— this was kinda weirding her out to see Tord, someone she was based on. Honestly, Taff wished she looked different from him— as she was presenting more like Tord than, well, Taff. It didnt feel…real to her, in a weird sense. She wished she had her own clothes, her own hair, and her own face…which was funny, as Toto was quite the exact opposite. Toto wanted to be Tord, as thats all hes ever known. While Taff…she had some memories from Tord, but not most of it— so she had more of a disconnect compared to Toto.]

[Poor, poor Toto…she felt bad for him, honestly. He didnt look a lot like Tord in a sense— especially with those eyebrows and build…]

[Maybe…dont focus on that. Focus on getting out instead, Taff!]

And— Tord…? Im so excited to live with you…maybe then we’ll actually be happy…! Thats a good reason…right…?

[ask-tordd]

Hey so uh.. Taff? About you and Toto being in that. . . Cell,, place--

It's near the end of the lab.. Right?? Down. . . Somewhere??

**Tord would be asking this as he's making his way down a hallway; evidently keeping his promise about getting Taff and Toto out of their said confinement. . . Or at least to find out where they're located, for now. Since by all obvious mean's; Tord might not be able to get Taff and Toto out yet..**

//OOC - @ask-taff woah haha... Hey😼

[ask-taff]

Ah…!!! Yes…i believe so…! Sorry…i was arguing with your boss…! Hes actually quite an asshole…!

When you reach the stairs…make a right turn…those are where the cells are…! And i believe we are— ehhh…cell thirty-two…? Hard to make out the letters…

Come quickly please…! Toto is crying in my hoodie…and its making me a bit uncomfortable…!

[ask-tordd]

Ah?? My Boss. . . ? Oh gosh.. Did he not send guard's down to you guy's yet or something..? - Is he just fine with you guy's having phones.. -?

Turn right?? Okkaayy-. . .

**Tord would proceed to follow said instructions,, keeping himself out of view ((mostly)),, most staff weren't in due to this being an extra day. . . But he came in because he's a NERD!!!! Before he knew it,, he was within the 'Experimental Confinement' hall.. And oh woooww.. Those. . . Those were a lot of experiments eh--**

**Tord was actually forbidden from going into this area; mostly due to his ranking. . . But he managed to get in either way! So.. Hooray??. . . Well, not completely- now he just had to pray and hope that no staff nor guard saw him and realized he wasn't allowed here, and then fiercely tackle him to ground..**

Okay uh.. I'm here. . . So.. Thirty two,, you said.. -? And why is he crying-??

[ask-taff]

[As Tord entered the ‘Experimental Confinement’ hall, the other ‘failed’ prototypes in the cells simply stared at Tord, not saying a single word to him. They were used to scientists and guards wandering through here— so it was no surprise to them. Though they were curious…thats usually not what a higher up wears! Also, there was an echoed crying in the hall aswell…which could be anyone.]

Thirty-two…yes…! Im quite sure of it…! And as for Toto— well…the boss was mean to him online…thats why I butt heads with him in the first place…! Ehehe…i think i "owned" him with my epic arguing skills…😝😝😝😝😝

[The cell Taff and Toto were in was quite damaged— with Taff being in this cell before, and, well…the first time wasnt very pretty. There was scratch marks and dents on the pristine white metal walls— and of course…Totos digging hole in the corner. Though there wasnt much of a hole there in the first place. And even it there was— where would Toto be going…? Theyre underground, after all…! Besides, thats pure concrete. Toto, youre a bit stupid…]

[Also, the cell number clearly wasnt thirty-two. It was twenty-three. Oopsie daisy.]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord couldn't deny and say he didn't feel somewhat anxious at the uh.. Stares. But proceeded forward,, either way; as he heard a lot of. . . Crying??.. Ah.. That might be Toto. . .***

**It was quite literally echoing off the walls, obnoxiously enough. But at least it made it easier to find the duo. . . He'd follow the sound, keeping his presence low and mostly near more shadowed area's; he honestly shouldn't risk it.. He shivered at the stares of all the failed experiments, causing him to lightly glance around.. But once he got to cell twenty three and was about to keep going down, he acknowledged how both Taff- and Toto, were in there-!**

**Hah..?? But he thought Taff said..? Okay it's whatever now, anyway's-**

**He couldn't help but freeze up at the sight because oh.. Oh yeah those were definitely his clones,, alright. . . He couldn't help but cringe at how uncanny and similar their appearances were compared to his own- deformed and altered, sure,, but still.. He stood there awkwardly for a moment,, before faintly waving-.. How was he meant to act?? These guys were basically HIS DNA just.. Fucked up--***

Oh- uh. . . Heeyyy..? Uhm.. Guy's.. -? You. . . Good,, in there.. ?

**His tone was hushed as to not draw in any unwanted attention. . . Since that wouldn't be fun-..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff and Toto were seen in Cell 23— sat in the corner of the small confinement together. Taff had her hand in Totos hair, running her fingers through his curls as Toto sobbed in the crook of her neck, his large shaky hands clinging onto the red hoodie she wore. Taff seemed rather disconnected— as if she were dissociated from the whole situation, especially with Toto attached to her like that…]

[However, that was quickly changed when she saw Tord.]

[Her eyes widened when she saw him— mouth slightly agape from the sight. Seeing Tord meant she could finally escape— she could finally have the sun on her skin, could finally experience the joys of an average person. Without hesitation, Taff shoved Toto off of her, crawling towards the cells bars as she looked up at Tord with a large smile.]

[It was like looking in the mirror— they both looked eerily similar to Tord, same facial structure, same nose, same everything…even spotting a red hoodie. Of course, they did spot some differences— Taffs smaller eye, Totos bushy eyebrows, and much more…regardless, it was still a lot to take in.]

Tord…! Yes, yes…we’re okay…Totos just being Toto… [Taff chuckled, while Toto curled up on the floor beside her.] I can’t believe im actually seeing you…! You look…strange…! Eheheehe…

[Taff was incredibly happy to see Tord— trying her best to whisper like him, but it was a bit difficult…she was so happy to see him!!]

I might have to lean on you while we leave— ehh…they mightve…taken my foot prosthetic…sad, sad Taff…

[ask-tordd]

**Tord lightly jumped at how quickly Taff acknowledged his presence.. It was an insanely uncanny experience- seeing how similar the trio were to one another- whoever decided to make clones of him got uncomfortably.. Close,, in getting them basically 'perfect'. . .**

.. Is he okay-?. . .

**Tord was evidently referring to Toto, as he would lightly nod in response to Taff's comment, stifling faint laughter before speaking up in a somewhat hushed yet faintly rushed manner,, he really shouldn't stay here for long. . . -**

Ah. . . Uh--.. Strange..? Hah. . . That's fine-- I don't mind you ehm.. Leaning on me- Just.. Let me figure this out..

**Tord would mess with his key card for a moment,, checking over the said key card access, and then pressing it against the 'entrance key'. . . Only for the screen to flash in big red letters; 'ACCESS DENIED'.**

**Tord's breath would hitch-- his eye's would widen..**

.. Dritt.

**ACCESS DENIED?! - HOW?? He could've SWORN he had the right key card..? --**

.. It-- It must've scanned my portfolio and acknowledged that I'm prohibited from being here. . . Ugghh..

**He had to think this over QUICK if he even wanted to make it through the double doors without being caught--. . . Let alone the front gates..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff waited patiently for Tord to let them out— before seeing Tords face shift in distress. Then came the bad news— Tord couldnt get them out.]

[Taffs smile faded into a frown, looking up at Tord, then at Toto— ah, shit…that wasnt good.]

Surely theres another way…?

[Taff frowned— as she slowly started to feel that disconnect again, which was something she tended to feel whenever something didnt go her way. She sat down properly, legs criss crossed as she gnawed on her knuckles…what were they to do…]

Maybe you can— ehh…steal someone elses key-card…? That wont be too hard…right…?

[That would, infact, be very hard.]

[Meanwhile, the other experiments were very invested in what was happening infront of them. Looking out the doors and staring at Tord and the two prototypes, not saying anything…]

[ask-tordd]

Hey so uh.. Taff? About you and Toto being in that. . . Cell,, place--

It's near the end of the lab.. Right?? Down. . . Somewhere??

**Tord would be asking this as he's making his way down a hallway; evidently keeping his promise about getting Taff and Toto out of their said confinement. . . Or at least to find out where they're located, for now. Since by all obvious mean's; Tord might not be able to get Taff and Toto out yet..**

//OOC - @ask-taff woah haha... Hey😼

[ask-taff]

Ah…!!! Yes…i believe so…! Sorry…i was arguing with your boss…! Hes actually quite an asshole…!

When you reach the stairs…make a right turn…those are where the cells are…! And i believe we are— ehhh…cell thirty-two…? Hard to make out the letters…

Come quickly please…! Toto is crying in my hoodie…and its making me a bit uncomfortable…!

[ask-tordd]

Ah?? My Boss. . . ? Oh gosh.. Did he not send guard's down to you guy's yet or something..? - Is he just fine with you guy's having phones.. -?

Turn right?? Okkaayy-. . .

**Tord would proceed to follow said instructions,, keeping himself out of view ((mostly)),, most staff weren't in due to this being an extra day. . . But he came in because he's a NERD!!!! Before he knew it,, he was within the 'Experimental Confinement' hall.. And oh woooww.. Those. . . Those were a lot of experiments eh--**

**Tord was actually forbidden from going into this area; mostly due to his ranking. . . But he managed to get in either way! So.. Hooray??. . . Well, not completely- now he just had to pray and hope that no staff nor guard saw him and realized he wasn't allowed here, and then fiercely tackle him to ground..**

Okay uh.. I'm here. . . So.. Thirty two,, you said.. -? And why is he crying-??

[ask-taff]

[As Tord entered the ‘Experimental Confinement’ hall, the other ‘failed’ prototypes in the cells simply stared at Tord, not saying a single word to him. They were used to scientists and guards wandering through here— so it was no surprise to them. Though they were curious…thats usually not what a higher up wears! Also, there was an echoed crying in the hall aswell…which could be anyone.]

Thirty-two…yes…! Im quite sure of it…! And as for Toto— well…the boss was mean to him online…thats why I butt heads with him in the first place…! Ehehe…i think i "owned" him with my epic arguing skills…😝😝😝😝😝

[The cell Taff and Toto were in was quite damaged— with Taff being in this cell before, and, well…the first time wasnt very pretty. There was scratch marks and dents on the pristine white metal walls— and of course…Totos digging hole in the corner. Though there wasnt much of a hole there in the first place. And even it there was— where would Toto be going…? Theyre underground, after all…! Besides, thats pure concrete. Toto, youre a bit stupid…]

[Also, the cell number clearly wasnt thirty-two. It was twenty-three. Oopsie daisy.]

[ask-tordd]

**Tord couldn't deny and say he didn't feel somewhat anxious at the uh.. Stares. But proceeded forward,, either way; as he heard a lot of. . . Crying??.. Ah.. That might be Toto. . .***

**It was quite literally echoing off the walls, obnoxiously enough. But at least it made it easier to find the duo. . . He'd follow the sound, keeping his presence low and mostly near more shadowed area's; he honestly shouldn't risk it.. He shivered at the stares of all the failed experiments, causing him to lightly glance around.. But once he got to cell twenty three and was about to keep going down, he acknowledged how both Taff- and Toto, were in there-!**

**Hah..?? But he thought Taff said..? Okay it's whatever now, anyway's-**

**He couldn't help but freeze up at the sight because oh.. Oh yeah those were definitely his clones,, alright. . . He couldn't help but cringe at how uncanny and similar their appearances were compared to his own- deformed and altered, sure,, but still.. He stood there awkwardly for a moment,, before faintly waving-.. How was he meant to act?? These guys were basically HIS DNA just.. Fucked up--***

Oh- uh. . . Heeyyy..? Uhm.. Guy's.. -? You. . . Good,, in there.. ?

**His tone was hushed as to not draw in any unwanted attention. . . Since that wouldn't be fun-..**

[ask-taff]

[Taff and Toto were seen in Cell 23— sat in the corner of the small confinement together. Taff had her hand in Totos hair, running her fingers through his curls as Toto sobbed in the crook of her neck, his large shaky hands clinging onto the red hoodie she wore. Taff seemed rather disconnected— as if she were dissociated from the whole situation, especially with Toto attached to her like that…]

[However, that was quickly changed when she saw Tord.]

[Her eyes widened when she saw him— mouth slightly agape from the sight. Seeing Tord meant she could finally escape— she could finally have the sun on her skin, could finally experience the joys of an average person. Without hesitation, Taff shoved Toto off of her, crawling towards the cells bars as she looked up at Tord with a large smile.]

[It was like looking in the mirror— they both looked eerily similar to Tord, same facial structure, same nose, same everything…even spotting a red hoodie. Of course, they did spot some differences— Taffs smaller eye, Totos bushy eyebrows, and much more…regardless, it was still a lot to take in.]

Tord…! Yes, yes…we’re okay…Totos just being Toto… [Taff chuckled, while Toto curled up on the floor beside her.] I can’t believe im actually seeing you…! You look…strange…! Eheheehe…

[Taff was incredibly happy to see Tord— trying her best to whisper like him, but it was a bit difficult…she was so happy to see him!!]

I might have to lean on you while we leave— ehh…they mightve…taken my foot prosthetic…sad, sad Taff…

[ask-taff]

Hallo taff! ToTo er en interessant en, visste du at han er italiener? Veldig merkelig…

Translation: Hello taff! ToTo is an interesting one, did you know he is Italian? Very strange…

—Tor ( @ask-tor )

Åh! Hallo…! Jeg ble ikke gjort oppmerksom på din eksistens...! Er du tilfeldigvis en annen klone...?

(Oh! Hello…! I wasnt aware you existed…! Are you by chance another clone…?)

Ja...jeg vet ikke hvorfor Toto er italiensk...! Veldig rart, ikke sant...?

(Yes... I don't know why Toto is Italian...! Very strange, isn't it...?)

Uansett...hyggelig å møte deg...! Tor…var det...?

(Anyway…nice to meet you…! Tor…was it…?)

[ask-tor]

Ja, ja! Jeg har hørt mye om deg fra ToTo. Jeg tror jeg er en klone.

(Yes, Yes! ive heard many things about you from ToTo. I do believe im a clone.)

[ask-taff]

Åh…jeg håper Toto har sagt gode ting om meg...! Ehe…

(Oh... I hope Toto has said good things about me...! Ehe…)

Hvordan har du det...? Du er på Redeux, ikke sant...? Jeg håper de ikke har vært slemme mot deg...! Jeg og Toto fikk trøbbel fordi...eh...vel, enda mer fikk jeg Toto og meg i trøbbel fordi jeg åpnet Totos kapsel mens han fortsatt utviklet seg…men det er greit...! Fordi vi skal vekk herfra...! For godt...!

(how are you doing...? you're at redeux right...? i hope they haven't been mean towards you...! me and toto got in trouble for...ehh...well, more so i got toto and i in trouble because i opened toto's pod while he was still developing...but its fine…! Because we’re gonna get out of here…for good…!)

Om nødvendig…kan jeg gjerne komme og hente deg når flukten vår er i boks…! Jeg er sikker på at Tord ikke har noe imot en ekstra gjest hjemme hos seg...

(if needed...i can happily get toto to pick you up once our escape comes to fruition...! im sure tord wont mind an extra guest at his place...)

[ask-tor]

Åh, jeg har det bra, tror jeg? Ja, jeg er på ReDeux. De har vært hyggelige, tror jeg.. Jeg tror de liker meg fordi jeg er "det nærmeste de har kommet den originale Tord" … eller noe sånt..

(oh i'm doing fine, i think? Yeah i'm at ReDeux. They've been uh nice I believe.. I think they like me because I'm "the closest thing they've gotten to the original Tord" …or something like that..)

…Med flukt mener du å forlate dette stedet, ikke sant? Jeg tror det hadde vært gøy..

(…By escape you mean leave this place right? I think that'd be fun..)

[ask-taff]

Jeg skjønner...! Har de gitt deg slammet ennå…? De er veldig gode...! Selv om de bare er ment for eksperimenter som ikke kan spise fast føde ennå…

(I see...! Have they given you the slime yet...? They're really good...! Even though they're only meant for experiments that can't eat solid food yet...)

Og ja...! Når Tord får oss ut herfra...så får jeg ta deg med til Toto også...!

(and yes...! once tord gets us out of here...ill get toto to take you with as well...!)

[ask-tor]

Ja, jeg tror de ga meg den tullegreiene, jeg likte den ikke..

(yeah i think they gave me that goop stuff, i didn't like it..)

Å rømme høres veldig gøy ut! Jeg vil komme meg vekk fra det tullet…

(Escaping sounds very fun! i want to get away from that goop…)

[ask-taff]

????? Du likte ikke slimet????????? Men den er så god…! Hvordan kan du ikke like det...?

(You didnt like the sludge?????? But its so good…! How could you not like it…?)

Åh vel…når vi kommer oss bort, antar jeg at det ikke blir noe mer slam til deg…jeg antar det er bra...Trist, trist Taff…

(Oh well... when we get away, I guess there won't be any more sludge for you...i guess thats good…)

[ask-taff]

Hallo taff! ToTo er en interessant en, visste du at han er italiener? Veldig merkelig…

Translation: Hello taff! ToTo is an interesting one, did you know he is Italian? Very strange…

—Tor ( @ask-tor )

Åh! Hallo…! Jeg ble ikke gjort oppmerksom på din eksistens...! Er du tilfeldigvis en annen klone...?

(Oh! Hello…! I wasnt aware you existed…! Are you by chance another clone…?)

Ja...jeg vet ikke hvorfor Toto er italiensk...! Veldig rart, ikke sant...?

(Yes... I don't know why Toto is Italian...! Very strange, isn't it...?)

Uansett...hyggelig å møte deg...! Tor…var det...?

(Anyway…nice to meet you…! Tor…was it…?)

[ask-tor]

Ja, ja! Jeg har hørt mye om deg fra ToTo. Jeg tror jeg er en klone.

(Yes, Yes! ive heard many things about you from ToTo. I do believe im a clone.)

[ask-taff]

Åh…jeg håper Toto har sagt gode ting om meg...! Ehe…

(Oh... I hope Toto has said good things about me...! Ehe…)

Hvordan har du det...? Du er på Redeux, ikke sant...? Jeg håper de ikke har vært slemme mot deg...! Jeg og Toto fikk trøbbel fordi...eh...vel, enda mer fikk jeg Toto og meg i trøbbel fordi jeg åpnet Totos kapsel mens han fortsatt utviklet seg…men det er greit...! Fordi vi skal vekk herfra...! For godt...!

(how are you doing...? you're at redeux right...? i hope they haven't been mean towards you...! me and toto got in trouble for...ehh...well, more so i got toto and i in trouble because i opened toto's pod while he was still developing...but its fine…! Because we’re gonna get out of here…for good…!)

Om nødvendig…kan jeg gjerne komme og hente deg når flukten vår er i boks…! Jeg er sikker på at Tord ikke har noe imot en ekstra gjest hjemme hos seg...

(if needed...i can happily get toto to pick you up once our escape comes to fruition...! im sure tord wont mind an extra guest at his place...)

[ask-tor]

Åh, jeg har det bra, tror jeg? Ja, jeg er på ReDeux. De har vært hyggelige, tror jeg.. Jeg tror de liker meg fordi jeg er "det nærmeste de har kommet den originale Tord" … eller noe sånt..

(oh i'm doing fine, i think? Yeah i'm at ReDeux. They've been uh nice I believe.. I think they like me because I'm "the closest thing they've gotten to the original Tord" …or something like that..)

…Med flukt mener du å forlate dette stedet, ikke sant? Jeg tror det hadde vært gøy..

(…By escape you mean leave this place right? I think that'd be fun..)

[ask-taff]

Jeg skjønner...! Har de gitt deg slammet ennå…? De er veldig gode...! Selv om de bare er ment for eksperimenter som ikke kan spise fast føde ennå…

(I see...! Have they given you the slime yet...? They're really good...! Even though they're only meant for experiments that can't eat solid food yet...)

Og ja...! Når Tord får oss ut herfra...så får jeg ta deg med til Toto også...!

(and yes...! once tord gets us out of here...ill get toto to take you with as well...!)

[ask-taff]

Hallo taff! ToTo er en interessant en, visste du at han er italiener? Veldig merkelig…

Translation: Hello taff! ToTo is an interesting one, did you know he is Italian? Very strange…

—Tor ( @ask-tor )

Åh! Hallo…! Jeg ble ikke gjort oppmerksom på din eksistens...! Er du tilfeldigvis en annen klone...?

(Oh! Hello…! I wasnt aware you existed…! Are you by chance another clone…?)

Ja...jeg vet ikke hvorfor Toto er italiensk...! Veldig rart, ikke sant...?

(Yes... I don't know why Toto is Italian...! Very strange, isn't it...?)

Uansett...hyggelig å møte deg...! Tor…var det...?

(Anyway…nice to meet you…! Tor…was it…?)

[ask-tor]

Ja, ja! Jeg har hørt mye om deg fra ToTo. Jeg tror jeg er en klone.

(Yes, Yes! ive heard many things about you from ToTo. I do believe im a clone.)

[ask-taff]

Åh…jeg håper Toto har sagt gode ting om meg...! Ehe…

(Oh... I hope Toto has said good things about me...! Ehe…)

Hvordan har du det...? Du er på Redeux, ikke sant...? Jeg håper de ikke har vært slemme mot deg...! Jeg og Toto fikk trøbbel fordi...eh...vel, enda mer fikk jeg Toto og meg i trøbbel fordi jeg åpnet Totos kapsel mens han fortsatt utviklet seg…men det er greit...! Fordi vi skal vekk herfra...! For godt...!

(how are you doing...? you're at redeux right...? i hope they haven't been mean towards you...! me and toto got in trouble for...ehh...well, more so i got toto and i in trouble because i opened toto's pod while he was still developing...but its fine…! Because we’re gonna get out of here…for good…!)

Om nødvendig…kan jeg gjerne komme og hente deg når flukten vår er i boks…! Jeg er sikker på at Tord ikke har noe imot en ekstra gjest hjemme hos seg...

(if needed...i can happily get toto to pick you up once our escape comes to fruition...! im sure tord wont mind an extra guest at his place...)

[ask-taff]

Hallo taff! ToTo er en interessant en, visste du at han er italiener? Veldig merkelig…

Translation: Hello taff! ToTo is an interesting one, did you know he is Italian? Very strange…

—Tor ( @ask-tor )

Åh! Hallo…! Jeg ble ikke gjort oppmerksom på din eksistens...! Er du tilfeldigvis en annen klone...?

(Oh! Hello…! I wasnt aware you existed…! Are you by chance another clone…?)

Ja...jeg vet ikke hvorfor Toto er italiensk...! Veldig rart, ikke sant...?

(Yes... I don't know why Toto is Italian...! Very strange, isn't it...?)

Uansett...hyggelig å møte deg...! Tor…var det...?

(Anyway…nice to meet you…! Tor…was it…?)

[redeux-biotechnology-labs]

YOU CANT KEEP US IN HERE FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE THE GIRL IS FREAKING ME OUT!!!!!!!! LET ME OOOOUUUUUUTTTTTT!!!!!! AUWWWWBDHFJFJFFNFNFNFMFMFMFF!!!!!!!

?? EP2??

How-- WHY DO YOU BOTH HAVE MOBILE DEVICES?!

You two are STAYING IN THERE UNTIL we figure out what to do with you both. . . Being that you're failed experiment's,, anyway's. . .

Now I HAVE to send guards in there to search the area. . .

Ugh.

[CEO/BOSS ■■■■■]

[ask-toto]

FAILED EXPERIMENT??? IM NO EXPERIMENT AT ALL!!! IM THE REAL TORD!!! IM REAL!!!!!! LET ME OUT OF HERE!!! VAFFANCULO!!! (GO FUCK YOURSELF!!!)

WILL THE GUARDS LET ME OUT ATLEAST?? CMON!!! YOU CAN JUST TELL IM NOT AN EXPERIMENT!! RIGHT???? I CANT STAY HERE A MINUTE LONGER, THIS LADY IS AN ANOMALY!! SHES THE ACTUAL EXPERIMENT!!! NOT ME!!!

[redeux-biotechnology-labs]

I forbid you to speak to me that way, EP2.

There will be consequences if you continue.

You are no where near being similar to Tord- spare the idiotic horn's,, you're useless.

Ugh.

Just keep it down.. I honestly don't understand why I haven't exterminated you yet. . .

You're not being let out EP2,, So keep quiet- for the sake of all of us.

You're both 'anomalies' for crying out loud. . .

[CEO/BOSS ■■■■■]

[ask-toto]

I— I—!!!

mmm…………okay……………im sorry…………………………………..ill be good…………………

[Toto might be crying while typing this. He’ll be fine. Maybe.]

[redeux-biotechnology-labs]

Good. And keep it that way.

I don't want anymore trouble coming from you two. . .

[CEO/BOSS ■■■■■]

[ask-taff]

Do not treat him like hes some animal…! Dum, dum, dum…! (Idiot, idiot idiot…!)

He has a good reason for how he acts…! Hes like a flower…! Delicate…!!!! Fragile…!!!!! I know you guys put us in the cell for a good reason…but this is cruel…! Hes crying into my shoulder as i type this…! Grrr…!!! Du vil ikke se dagens lys…! (you will not see the light of day…!)

[redeux-biotechnology-labs]

I am not treating him like an animal; I'm simply just putting him in his place- easy as that.

That is one of his many flaws for why he is what he is; a failed experiment. He is too fragile.. Delicate. Sensitive- as those are only the tip of the iceberg of his error's, if anything.

Make sure to keep him quiet,, EP1, I do not wish to receive noise complaint's from staff.

[CEO/BOSS ■■■■■]

[ask-taff]

Putting him in his place…? You are not his parent…! He is a grown man…!!

Does everything have to be perfect for you…?? To exist is to have flaws…! And you have a LOT of flaws, you liten tispe…! (Little bitch…!) If you dont think so…id be glad to list them out to you…!

You lack clear remorse or empathy when it is needed…that is not what a leader does…! A leader has to be clearheaded, yes…but not to the point where they cant feel for their people…! Thats what makes a good leader…! Something you clearly cant do…! You’re a horrible, horrible CEO…! I think id do much better than you…! And thats not coming from an ego…thats just an objective fact…!

[redeux-biotechnology-labs]

. . . I have nothing more to say to you, EP1.

Stay in place and keep quiet if you know what's good for you.

Don't make me repeat myself.

[CEO/BOSS ■■■■■]

[ask-taff]

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