28/6/11 02/07/11
Shit he’s doing it..., Joe’s crying....
Single tears falling on his lap, head bent, trying to hide it...I can’t tell if he’s laughing or not, but he’s pulling it off well, the nurse he’s been working on for months is slowly falling for his charm and since she is no longer wearing the ring on her hands he’s playing more to her weakness
A slight shake of his chest and shoulders – the bastard if he blows this......
The nurse is falling for it, pathetic really... but Joe knows how to play her....
Big brave killer Condor whimpering? Ha ah...I’m disgusted they are falling for it how, can they think that we could be broken so easily and they have been at Joe for months...apparently they think he was the last to hold out.
Jun – sits there all stoic in her own little trace but I see that tic...Christ, we need to hold it together, we have been here 6 month or so, and they have been trying to control us, break us, who do they think they are. Sleep deprivation, reverse psychology, drug therapy, if Galactica could not break us...do they think they could?...
They think they are breaking us one by one, we all play our part. Last week I hear her bemoan the fact that she would have been a good mother...Cause she was, she still is as far as we are concerned..
How she tried to help us, cause she loved us.. Ha!... cause we knew that..Even if we did not want it... it helps us thrive. How she gave and gave and we appreciated it, she was the one constant we all knew and how she wasn’t appreciated by... Nambour took her for granted expecting her to pick up the slack in raising us.
Ken he’s just as bad, they think he gave in, letting other give him orders, and we know that like Joe this is hard for him, but we are doing it to survive, this plan will work.... we will get out.
Sad really, how gullible they are...big strong white shadow so eager to please, not even able to hold it together and being he’s told what to do and doing it so eagerly and they think it’s the new drugs they are giving us saying he never wanted this yeh... who wants to be done over by the man who raised us? Not us!, how he just wanted to build beautify things..That fly! and if that means fighting with Joe over the bird missile that nukes this place... go for it... I’ll be manning my beautiful thing called the phoenix.
Juniper rockin like a baby he’s trying to communicate with us, our own secret code, we never told ISO that we found away to communicate through the implants, triggered by certain rhythmic movement of our body – that little shit was always less blood thirsty than us more interested in wild life– all those times he was collecting bugs and animals he was analysis them finding out their weakness, poisons, how many time had we marvelled at what he found out in his – experimenting – he always had issues about getting it correct because we used those result to keep us alive. The amount of places we visited, if we did not have those antidotes .... - ...my ass- and the others would long since be toast if he hadn’t , because of what we had encounted, We fuelled him on skittles to keep his energy up and help him get closer to the solutions, like they were energy pills.
And me I’m skin and bones, a special diet to thin me down they think it’s away to control my strength, when they brought us in I threw them around like dolls, the amount of drug they had to give me because of my size stopped me being under their control as quick as the others so they starved me to weaken me – ha!
We are all playing our part, for 6 months we have been doing everything we could think off to get away, but they knew us, had our record via Nambour and the other scientists and doctors, jamming our implants and controlling our bodies, then they changed our medication and we gained control back off our minds, our bodies, have taken longer, month it has taken us to work this out, we are frustrated ...from the bullying, the names and feeling of inadequacy
Hiding behind my weight ...bull.... it was my greatest asset my great strength, help the team, even with Joe’s cybernetics we still needed my strength.... Joe and Ken protected me from the bullies when we were younger, when my family died and I felt alone they become my family. About my roll in the team, being left behind... I was never left behind we all had our parts to play and I played mine
I see them through new eyes now, these were people we trusted and now that the war is over and they think we are to uncontrollable to be allowed the freedom we fought for, they can’t kill us yet... they need us under control, so they can parade us around when they need the populations support. But we know our time is limited and we are almost ready to complete this mission, and they will never find us, but we will know how to find them.
I ate to suppress, my muscle ass, I ate because I was hungry, the implant never right with me , burnt up so much energy, to many hours we did , repairs and little down time, we were all constantly exhausted.
I hate them..., they think we were their puppets... always doing what they wanted , and we did for the most part, but we always had secrets we did not tell, and now they think we are off no or little use to them...fools!
And their gonna pay! I have not sympathy for them – NON ...at all!... they are going down, all of them including Nambour and the scientist, who saw use as no more than their lab rats , thinks we were dangerous then, wait to see what we are like when we get out... to those we consider our enemy.
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May the bad things get lost on the way to you door!
This post has been edited 1 time(s), it was last edited by littlewolf on 01-07-2011 at 19:54.
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