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[Ienzo is huddling in a corner, covering his face and shaking]

E... ev... even... N... neeed... ADAM...

[he is also "flickering" - changing color as if he's under a light that isn't there, parts of him sometimes becoming translucent or transparent without warning. it's subtle but disconcerting]

[ooc: for those that forgot - bioshock!ienzo]

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(Namine in her twenties with a cast on her left arm notices him)

Are you okay?

[shaking] N... no. there's no Adam here. I need a dose. Really badly. [still hiding his face]

(she wants to help him, but doesn't know what he's talking about. maybe 'adam' is a new name for some drug?)

Do you...take drugs?

[shakes his head rapidly] not a drug. It's a gene... ... gene altering... stem cells... it's not a drug. beigin cancer that overwrites your own cells, makes you stronger, better, that's what they said; smarter. walk unseen, they said.

(she winces, that doesn't sound natural...or painless)

I'm-I'm sorry. I've never heard of that before.

[kinda yells in pain and ends up falling completely to the floor]

doesn't hurt unless... you don't get regular does. only found on... my world. home. Rapture.

[grips Ienzo's shoulders] Ienzo--Ienzo, please attempt to stand still,/i>. Take deep breaths, no, take one deep breath and tell me what. Is. Happening.

No-wait-ah-[runs a hand through his hair and opens the medical bag] Don't say withdrawal. You see, this is the first time a Chameleon user has exhibited such violent symptoms.

[shakes the EVE vial] Perhaps there is a problem with the stock.

[OOC: Terrible formatting is terrible. Italics end after "still".]

[tries to hold still, taking deep breaths, and still covering his face]

[starts breathing a little slower, as well]

Good, good. Now listen closely. You do not need to move; I only ask that you describe your symptoms. Sometimes what the body craves is exactly the thing that will be least beneficial. If this EVE has been altered in any way, it is likely to make things worse.

Ch... chills followed by fever. Shaking. Loss of control over powers. But more... than that.

[sloowly takes hands down from face]

[yeahh, his right eye has gone completely blind and there's weird bluish... patterns on that side of his face, kinda snaking up, stretching his mouth slightly. the roots of his hair, btw, have also gone completely grey-blue, like Zexion's]

[The masks, the masks! All the former test subjects...the masquerade in Point Pleasure...]

[whispers, eyes wide] Splicers.

[eyes widen]

What about them?

Nothing. Nothing about them. [digs a bottle out of the medical bag, examines the label, and hands two pills to Ienzo] Take both. It should lower your fever a bit.

[deadly serious] After you swallow, it is imperative that you continue talking. It doesn't matter what you say, exactly, as long as it makes some sort of earthly sense. Don't ask why. I will explain as soon as possible.

[ Now you're simply putting it off, Even. Remember, the longer you stall, the higher your chances will be for you to begin experiencing the same.]

_{Quiet, you. I'm working.}

[swallows the pills] [huddles in his corner]

Talking? Heh. About... ... it's so weird here, Even. Most of the people who look like me, they call themselves Zexion. [laughs weakly] isn't that a stupid name? Zexion? And the you's are Vexen. Why X's? That's so... I don't know.

And most of them don't have hearts. Well, the me's do. Sort of. One of them called me an anomaly...

I miss home. Here's too bright. Rapture, I mean. surface was never home. I miss seeing whales overhead sometimes. You remember? Or when the glowing jellyfish clouds would go by [waves his hands like that as his skin pattern changes to a glowy pattern like the fish]

[slight smile] You're almost making me wish I left the laboratory more often. [knocks on the wall] No windows, you see.

You met one of these "Vexens"? Was he...well, how would you describe him?

[He seems to be holding on, at least mentally. Perhaps he is ready for another injection...] _{Don't be foolish. One more shot might leave him worse off than the splicers at Fort Frolic.} ["Might" being the operative word, I assume. I know you. You wish to know the results just as strongly as I do.]

_{[[OOC: I need to stop confusing my survival horror games. Point Pleasure=Silent Hill. Fort Frolic=Bioshock. *fail*]}

D... describe?

... cold. colder than you oh the fireflies of yore how they once danced and I can see I can... [shakes head violently, focuses]

Colder than you. they wouldn't be helping me. right now. emotionless. there's only the science for them. no heart in it at all.

"No heart", indeed. [smirks]

[Well, from the looks of things, he won't even need any more EVE. Congratulations, Even. You've done a splendid job on this one.]

Shut up! [grips his head] Ienzo, Ienzo...I need to tell you of something. I need to say it now be-before you won't be capable of listening. [pauses] Now, don't. Panic. I have a bag of EVE right here, if things become desperate. Almost full, even. That surgeon certainly had-No! Focus, Even!

Listen to me, Ienzo. The attack at Fort Frolic on New Year's Eve, the one that seemed to be a simple case of mass hysteria...we caused it. It was my and my colleagues'...our work, our art! And it is only now that I've stepped back and examined the whole picture, if you will excuse the ridiculous metaphor. The test subjects...the time we kept them under surveillance was too short. Far too short.

Before I won't be capab... what?

[eyes go wide, then narrow. The white pupil of the blind eye actually seems to contract, as if it really is seeing something.]

...

You? You did that?!

...
Why?! Accident or...

...
Even, what have you done to me?!

To be perfectly honest, you should be more concerned with what ADAM has done to-

[How utterly droll. It looks like you're trying to escape the blame
[the temperature drops] to y-
for your own little
[gasps, falling to his knees]
...miscalculations.]

[ice crystals break through the skin of both arms]

[o_O]

Even? EVEN?! [kneels down next to him] ah damn, I'm not a scientist damn it, what the hell am I supposed to do?! and my head, oh songs and butterflies how the jellyfish they float and NO focus god FOCUS Ienzo, EVEN!

[shallow breath, shiver] _{Heh. This certainly stings a bit.}

[actually flickers completely out of existance for a second before re-appearing in the same spot]

What the hell is going on?

As much as it pains me to admit it, it seems that the ADAM we and the other-[cough, cringe]-ahem-citizens of Rapture have been receiving...does not entirely agree with human physiology.

[Or human psychology.]

[coloration flickers red] Fanfuckingtastic. I guess I should have known better. probably. maybe. 20/20 hindsight. if I had extra eyes would I have that then? Focus. I need that more than extra eyes.

Well, if either of us had known better, then neither of us would be in this you'd need at least three, Zo-zo AHEM. Unfortunate situation.

I was thinking seven would be nice maybe, hey what do you think would happen if the us-without-hearts were given ADAM that'd be an interesting thought don't you agree Even an interesting thought yes thoughts that bounce around like ping-pong balls let loose in ventilation shafts three cups flaming rhubarb [babbles]

FOCUS, Ienzo yes focus on the changes we made the advancements in humanity though it would certainly be Listen to me fascinating to see what a syringe of fresh ADAM would do to the us without hearts the one who wears the mask the one who floats from ceilings You know how to escape, my friend, just think of truth-cake and sediment shaped sediment and all the wonderful This can't possibly be beneficial things we can do now that our minds are free

[ooc: I think it's new post tiem dont you :D ]

[OOC: I believe so.]

[Go go go! For science.]

[For science! (http://community.livejournal.com/kingdomdressing/674098.html)]

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