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“Hey you, are you dissatisfied with your body?”
A cat guy wearing a labcoat absolutely wrong who looked nothing like a scientist and everything like a male model appeared on the screen.
“NO DON'T PUSH FAST FORWARD IT'S NOT A DIET THING.”
The cat stumbled towards the camera shouting, even as it backed away from him.
“I mean, are you in ANY way dissatisfied with your body? If you wake up saying to yourself, GOD I wish I wasn't fat, we can help with that. But we can ALSO help if you wake up in the evenings saying, “Damn I wish I could breath fire or derive sustenance entirely from BLEEP.”
The cat looked off to the side.
“You have a bleep button? Why is it in the script if you're going to bleep-button it? …Okay, fair point, I guess technically EVERY word that gets bleeped could be valid.”
The model smiles again and looks back.
“But if you wake up saying, “Damn I wish I could use my chest as armor or spend most of my time as an amorphous ooze,” we can help with that too!
The camera pans out, revealing a single story, new brick building sprawling off into the distance.
“Silence Labs! Formerly trading as Silent Progress Ltd. Formerly trading as shit you don't care about. We've been working in secret to bring the developments you crave at prices any body can afford.”
On the word developments, he takes a step backward and does a pose that looks more like 'The Robot' than anything enticing.
“You can ask me! Chief whatever slash owner Franklin Mewt! I like to think I'm pioneering a new wave in doing whatever the fuck we want to bodies.”
He pulls out a sock puppet.
“But Frank! What about people who say that altering physical form in so drastic a manner is impossible!”
“I don't have anything to say to them! But that's only because uproarious laughter is not technically speech. One man's impossible is a real man's NOT YET. But here at SP, the future is now!”
A briefcase is opened, allowing syringes, pills, and patches of all kinds to fall out.
“We got spinoff tech out the wazoo! We technically only succeeded at one project, but lucky us, that ONE tech had BIG results and now we're better at assembling mass than Catholic Mice!”
The salesman slowly walks over to an oversized blackboard that just has 'Backstory' written on it.
“You see, it all started as the best stories do, with a meteor hitting.”
He flips the blackboard, revealing a meteor drawn landing next to a stick figure cat and car.
“If I was a sleazy man, I would tell you this meteor gave me magic powers. Sadly that is not the case, instead the meteor contained residue from BEYOND THE DEPTHS OF SPACE! WONDERFUL SPACE RESIDUE that I used to create THIS!”
The camera cuts to a spiraling, purple sci-fi portal housed in a giant frame that appears to be underground.
“Ain't it lovely? That thing is the key to accessing alternate dimensions.”
A sidebar pops up, explaining multiverse theory, only to immediately be swatted at by the “doctor”... who completely misses before the effect breaks anyway.
“No, not alternate universes, alternate DIMENSIONS! See, you've got dimensions.
A line, square, cube, tesseract, clock, and stuffed penguin pop up on screen in a line.
“And then you've got ALTERNATE those.”
A black censor bar swings through, slapping away the figures before swinging back and leaving behind palette swaps.
“Depending on the theory, the multiverse is either made up of interconnected universes OR is a matter of probabilities in which it consists of every universe that COULD have been. In other words, super boring. But with alternate dimensions, they never connect with our world by any measure, no matter how you travel in space and time you could never reach them. They are essentially totally independent existences and that means different and hilariously easy to exploit rules. Every principle that has to be engineered around can just be dodged instead!” 'Frank' switches to the sock puppet voice but seemingly forgets to raise it, “But Frank, you say, if they CANNOT connect to our reality, how do you connect to them. Haha, well you see...”
An awkward silence occurs as the camera takes just a bit too long to change perspectives, operator having apparently nodded off during the long explanation, before a buff and absurdly busty blond malamute pops up on the screen.
“Hi! I'm Amy Paramount, administrative assistant and very satisfied customer of Silence Labs. My whole life I've been a girl whose obsessed with big. Well, Silence Labs offered not just the flexible hours and good pay to keep me in the gym all day long; but the dangerous, experimental nanobots that ensure my pictures will never match because I just can't stop getting more AWESOME. BAM!”
The dog strikes a pose and her already ridiculous muscle mass knocks over the camera and causes a moment of static before it cuts back. A horned... something or another shows up on screen next.
“You can call me Rose, I also work here doing... something... and am definitely a native species. But your racism aside, I've got to say, the magic they use here is truly top notch and will definitely solve whatever problem they're saying it will.”
The camera changes again, only to reveal a perfectly empty stretch of parking lot.
“Chaz? Chaaaaazzz? Where are you bud, this was your cue?”
Frank walks back into view before an enormous CRACK sounds.
“*Bleep*! Who was manning the thing?”
Amy stepped next to him, making clear that she was almost three times his size.
“I think Rose was.”
Rose stepped into view as well, looking bored.
“Yeeeeah, you said come out for the commercial though.”
The three just stared at the lab for 10 long seconds, before the roof broke from an enormous figure rising out of the rubble. It wasn't a robot or a special effect, it was... a horse?
“Hi! I'm... uh, Char and Silence helped me with my bulk problems. Now I work here as an assistant? That was the line?”
The horse had to be at least five stories tall, and his voice shook the ground when he stuck his head towards the camera. Amy just sighed.
“Close enough. We're out of time before the commercial deadline and this is the LOWEST amount of transformation we've gotten filming. Only the middle part we filmed earlier is going to have editing as is. Just grab the film.”
The cat took up the full camera view once again, looking directly into the lens.
“Oh yeah, put the contact details on the screen. Everybody, please buy our stuff! We've gotten a lot more reliable and powerful I promise, prototypes aren't production products and all that.”
♪Change your body, change your life, because nothing speaks louder than Silence♪
Want more stories and more of these characters?
patreon https://www.patreon.com/silencelabs
Join the server and see things early or just shout feedback/horny things: https://discord.gg/8txJhYa
“Hey you, are you dissatisfied with your body?”
A cat guy wearing a labcoat absolutely wrong who looked nothing like a scientist and everything like a male model appeared on the screen.
“NO DON'T PUSH FAST FORWARD IT'S NOT A DIET THING.”
The cat stumbled towards the camera shouting, even as it backed away from him.
“I mean, are you in ANY way dissatisfied with your body? If you wake up saying to yourself, GOD I wish I wasn't fat, we can help with that. But we can ALSO help if you wake up in the evenings saying, “Damn I wish I could breath fire or derive sustenance entirely from BLEEP.”
The cat looked off to the side.
“You have a bleep button? Why is it in the script if you're going to bleep-button it? …Okay, fair point, I guess technically EVERY word that gets bleeped could be valid.”
The model smiles again and looks back.
“But if you wake up saying, “Damn I wish I could use my chest as armor or spend most of my time as an amorphous ooze,” we can help with that too!
The camera pans out, revealing a single story, new brick building sprawling off into the distance.
“Silence Labs! Formerly trading as Silent Progress Ltd. Formerly trading as shit you don't care about. We've been working in secret to bring the developments you crave at prices any body can afford.”
On the word developments, he takes a step backward and does a pose that looks more like 'The Robot' than anything enticing.
“You can ask me! Chief whatever slash owner Franklin Mewt! I like to think I'm pioneering a new wave in doing whatever the fuck we want to bodies.”
He pulls out a sock puppet.
“But Frank! What about people who say that altering physical form in so drastic a manner is impossible!”
“I don't have anything to say to them! But that's only because uproarious laughter is not technically speech. One man's impossible is a real man's NOT YET. But here at SP, the future is now!”
A briefcase is opened, allowing syringes, pills, and patches of all kinds to fall out.
“We got spinoff tech out the wazoo! We technically only succeeded at one project, but lucky us, that ONE tech had BIG results and now we're better at assembling mass than Catholic Mice!”
The salesman slowly walks over to an oversized blackboard that just has 'Backstory' written on it.
“You see, it all started as the best stories do, with a meteor hitting.”
He flips the blackboard, revealing a meteor drawn landing next to a stick figure cat and car.
“If I was a sleazy man, I would tell you this meteor gave me magic powers. Sadly that is not the case, instead the meteor contained residue from BEYOND THE DEPTHS OF SPACE! WONDERFUL SPACE RESIDUE that I used to create THIS!”
The camera cuts to a spiraling, purple sci-fi portal housed in a giant frame that appears to be underground.
“Ain't it lovely? That thing is the key to accessing alternate dimensions.”
A sidebar pops up, explaining multiverse theory, only to immediately be swatted at by the “doctor”... who completely misses before the effect breaks anyway.
“No, not alternate universes, alternate DIMENSIONS! See, you've got dimensions.
A line, square, cube, tesseract, clock, and stuffed penguin pop up on screen in a line.
“And then you've got ALTERNATE those.”
A black censor bar swings through, slapping away the figures before swinging back and leaving behind palette swaps.
“Depending on the theory, the multiverse is either made up of interconnected universes OR is a matter of probabilities in which it consists of every universe that COULD have been. In other words, super boring. But with alternate dimensions, they never connect with our world by any measure, no matter how you travel in space and time you could never reach them. They are essentially totally independent existences and that means different and hilariously easy to exploit rules. Every principle that has to be engineered around can just be dodged instead!” 'Frank' switches to the sock puppet voice but seemingly forgets to raise it, “But Frank, you say, if they CANNOT connect to our reality, how do you connect to them. Haha, well you see...”
An awkward silence occurs as the camera takes just a bit too long to change perspectives, operator having apparently nodded off during the long explanation, before a buff and absurdly busty blond malamute pops up on the screen.
“Hi! I'm Amy Paramount, administrative assistant and very satisfied customer of Silence Labs. My whole life I've been a girl whose obsessed with big. Well, Silence Labs offered not just the flexible hours and good pay to keep me in the gym all day long; but the dangerous, experimental nanobots that ensure my pictures will never match because I just can't stop getting more AWESOME. BAM!”
The dog strikes a pose and her already ridiculous muscle mass knocks over the camera and causes a moment of static before it cuts back. A horned... something or another shows up on screen next.
“You can call me Rose, I also work here doing... something... and am definitely a native species. But your racism aside, I've got to say, the magic they use here is truly top notch and will definitely solve whatever problem they're saying it will.”
The camera changes again, only to reveal a perfectly empty stretch of parking lot.
“Chaz? Chaaaaazzz? Where are you bud, this was your cue?”
Frank walks back into view before an enormous CRACK sounds.
“*Bleep*! Who was manning the thing?”
Amy stepped next to him, making clear that she was almost three times his size.
“I think Rose was.”
Rose stepped into view as well, looking bored.
“Yeeeeah, you said come out for the commercial though.”
The three just stared at the lab for 10 long seconds, before the roof broke from an enormous figure rising out of the rubble. It wasn't a robot or a special effect, it was... a horse?
“Hi! I'm... uh, Char and Silence helped me with my bulk problems. Now I work here as an assistant? That was the line?”
The horse had to be at least five stories tall, and his voice shook the ground when he stuck his head towards the camera. Amy just sighed.
“Close enough. We're out of time before the commercial deadline and this is the LOWEST amount of transformation we've gotten filming. Only the middle part we filmed earlier is going to have editing as is. Just grab the film.”
The cat took up the full camera view once again, looking directly into the lens.
“Oh yeah, put the contact details on the screen. Everybody, please buy our stuff! We've gotten a lot more reliable and powerful I promise, prototypes aren't production products and all that.”
♪Change your body, change your life, because nothing speaks louder than Silence♪
Want more stories and more of these characters?
patreon https://www.patreon.com/silencelabsJoin the server and see things early or just shout feedback/horny things: https://discord.gg/8txJhYa
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