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Try as she might, the raptor can't find a way out of this hazmat suit. The thick rubber, meant to sterilize and keep the wearer safe, penetrates deeply, clinging, fusing to flesh. Breathing becomes labored before she starts to huff loudly through filters or breathe clean tank air through tubes. Her hands were stuck as durable gloves and her paws were fixed into the shape of thick boots.
The rubber pushed into her brain, her consciousness, her thoughts. The rubber itself, had motivations, purpose:
Clean. Sterilize. Serve.
As the rubber soaked through her mind, she shared those motivations:
Clean. Sterilize. Serve.
Her stomach churned as it changed. She was a disposal drone - any biological or radioactive hazard would be safely broken down in her acidic furnace of a stomach, made safe and used for fuel.
Clean. Sterilize. Serve.
The craving was intense and overwhelming. It consumed all thoughts. She had to keep every thing clean and sterile. All waste must be safely consumed and disposed of.
She must clean. She must sterilize. She must serve.
I must clean. I must sterilize. I must serve.
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trinitylightTry as she might, the raptor can't find a way out of this hazmat suit. The thick rubber, meant to sterilize and keep the wearer safe, penetrates deeply, clinging, fusing to flesh. Breathing becomes labored before she starts to huff loudly through filters or breathe clean tank air through tubes. Her hands were stuck as durable gloves and her paws were fixed into the shape of thick boots.
The rubber pushed into her brain, her consciousness, her thoughts. The rubber itself, had motivations, purpose:
Clean. Sterilize. Serve.
As the rubber soaked through her mind, she shared those motivations:
Clean. Sterilize. Serve.
Her stomach churned as it changed. She was a disposal drone - any biological or radioactive hazard would be safely broken down in her acidic furnace of a stomach, made safe and used for fuel.
Clean. Sterilize. Serve.
The craving was intense and overwhelming. It consumed all thoughts. She had to keep every thing clean and sterile. All waste must be safely consumed and disposed of.
She must clean. She must sterilize. She must serve.
I must clean. I must sterilize. I must serve.
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Its that time again, the local soviet built power plant is melting down and it falls on your shoulders it save the day.
But gosh darn it mother nature doesn't make it easy.
Water just gets vaporized, control rods just melt and boron and sand never hit their target
"There has to be a better way!"
Well now there is! with brand new Immelcorp hazmat drones the future of hazardous waste disposal is in your hands!
Using state of the art (and highly classified) biotechnology our hazdrones can make any major ecological disaster disappear in a jiffy
Chemical spill?
Oil leak?
Nuclear catastrophe?
NO PROBLEM!
(call now to learn more and receive your FREE information kit)
But gosh darn it mother nature doesn't make it easy.
Water just gets vaporized, control rods just melt and boron and sand never hit their target
"There has to be a better way!"
Well now there is! with brand new Immelcorp hazmat drones the future of hazardous waste disposal is in your hands!
Using state of the art (and highly classified) biotechnology our hazdrones can make any major ecological disaster disappear in a jiffy
Chemical spill?
Oil leak?
Nuclear catastrophe?
NO PROBLEM!
(call now to learn more and receive your FREE information kit)
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