Scientific Mystery
| ReCanon 1: Scientific Mystery | |
|---|---|
| Referenced Characters: | Noelle Jade |
| | Simulacrae |
| | Mudlaine |
| Focussed Kinks: | Quicksand |
Story
"Rae, I'm POSTing the new server, just letting you know there will be a sudden power dip!" Noelle would call through the lab, walking around one of the tables. This lab had become her second home, where she worked on the computing systems that Rae would use. She had just finished putting together a beast of a server for rendering. She called it the RenderSerpent. She would have called it RenderDragon, but that was taken by a big corporation, one that she despised with all of her heart. "Great, thanks for the heads up!" Rae shouted from the other room, letting Noelle know her warning had been acknowledged.
As she pressed the power button, the server would give the usual POST code. A singular beep to signify a safe and good POST result. There was another sound, though, one that was almost muddy? It sounded like a pile of mud being dragged along a surface, a wet squelching sound. "The fuck? Rae, there are strange watery wet sounds. What is it?" Noelle asked, to which Rae responded with "Noe, I told you to stop leaving porn playing in the background!" Noelle would go on to pout a little, not that anyone would see what with the lab being private and Rae in the other room working on a new machine. From the other room, a door closed, signifying that Rae had left. Noelle had however not heard this.
She would ignore the sounds and continue walking around the server rack she was working on, eventually coming to a stop and leaning her ass against a table. "God. Why is Linux such a bitch" At that very moment she would look up just a little, to keep her eyes on the machine. "Feels like the machine just grew a little, god I need to lay off the Dr Pepper Wine." She would muse to herself, unaware of the true extent of her situation. As she looked up a little again, she noticed that the server had "grown" another couple of centimetres. It was at this moment that she would feel something touch her ankles, and she would look down.
"Rae. There's something weird in here, my feet have sunk into it!" she called out, but unbeknownst to her, Rae had already left for the day. "Rae? Rae, are you listening?" Noelle would call. her cries falling on deaf ears. She would try and pull her feet out of the strange gunk, but it felt like there was a hand under the surface holding on to her.
