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Anyone remember the farmhouse that's supposed to be serving as an alien hide-out? Back in December a group of us headed over to check it out.

The place was rigged with some extremely high-tech security devices - sensors that would trap whoever triggered them in a force-field
The house itself has a bunch of white tiled rooms in it. There was one room the group who went inside the house said they couldn't get into, and the door was made out of something that didn't look like normal metal.
There's a bunch of things going on in the cellar:
One room has a bunch of containers - some had swarms of vermini in them and others had something we really couldn't see suspended in some kind of pink fluid.
The other is full of animal cages. There's normal animals, and these chimera-things - looked like genetically engineered combinations of ordinary animals.
There are robots in the cellar too, seem to be taking care of the animals and whatever's in the containers.

There's been a debate going on about whether or not this info should get  shared out on here or not, hence why nobody's done a post about it  until now. THAT BEING SAID, it would be appreciated if everyone remembers that running back out to the farmhouse and doing something rash is NOT the best idea, mostly because that could very well put EVERYONE in danger and not just the select few actively trying to place in the Darwin Awards. We decided to share this info because it's safer than leaving everyone in the dark, and it'll give us the best chance of making an INFORMED AND PLANNED OUT return later on, so if you want to act on any of this then for the love of all that is holy talk to us about it.

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Ye-up.

[ hey man, if he doesn't have to explain the how and why and aftermath, then he ain't gonna. ]

[Thank you for that oh so elucidating reply!]

...You dislike talking about your ability in depth, I take it?

[ there's a brief delay in reply because karl hit the nail on the head.

then: ] Kiiiiiinda. It's kind of touchy, you know? Like, that's an iffy thing to have-- hypnotism. I'm effectively taking control out of that person's hands. That's ten shades of not okay.

[A soft, if thoughtful hmm comes from Karl's end.]

Manipulating another individual to your whims is, as you've said, not okay, however in the right hands and under the right circumstances, this ability can end up saving numerous lives.

Uh...

[ dude... ]

You're not implying I become 'The Hypnotizer', are you? [ complete with actual and audible air quotes to accompany the silly superhero costume alex is imagining. ]

Edited 2014-01-25 04:16 (UTC)

[...You can almost see the 'are you kidding me' look on his face right now.]

I have a superhero costume you can borrow if you cannot acquire your own.

[Not actually kidding about that, though.]

[ between ravindra and banagher, he's immune to judging looks, tbh. ]

Dude. Is that spandex? 'Cause that shit clings too tightly to places to be lending out.

[ is alex serious or not? that is the question. ~~he isn't.~~ ]

A hero ought to be capable of braving any challenges placed before him, overcoming the peril of borrowed, overly tight clothing included.

[Become a true hero to the network, Alex!! WEAR USED SPANDEX FOR THE GOOD OF ALL NETWORK-KIND.]

[ there's a soft huff on his end that sounds suspiciously like a laugh. ]

I guess I'm not hero material, then. That's too bad. You, on the other hand... [ you can practically hear the finger point. ]

I, unfortunately, have always preferred leather to spandex.

[In the 80s aside cause, hey, 80s.]

The heroing duties, it seems, are all left in your hands, Hypnotizer.

[Similarly to that finger point, Karl's smirking can also practically be heard.]

Whoa, whoa, whoa-- leather? But you've got spandex, too? Damn, man, you're into some kinky shit, aren't you?

As much I'd love to go into the finer details of my sex life, it has little to do with kinkiness and more to do with the fact I was a teenager in the 80s.

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Damn. I was born in the eight-- [ then, frantic: ] No, no, no, n--

[ a dismayed groan. ]

... Hey, I'm gonna cut you loose. Cat just barfed.

All right. Thank you for sharing this information [and one more thing to add] and I hope you eventually come to embrace your heroic future.

[And end talk.]

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