Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26988423-20160602092216/@comment-27227983-20160618060434

Cyril: *Stumbles upon the factory* I think I found the place- Wait look!

Tesla: Experiments? But how? Your the only one who knows how to make those things.

(A vine grabs Cyril and Tesla.)

Cyril: *Struggling* Experiment 21?

Experiment 21 (Grave Digger): Master will be pleased. *Takes their weapons and gear away and destroys all of it*

Tesla: You son of a b#tch.

Experiment 21: No need for harsh language. Nothing personal. It's my job *Throws Cyril and Tesla in cages* Sorry for the primitive cages. We're out of forcefields. Time to continue mass producing the experiments.

(Thousands of artificial plants were being designed. Most concepts are thrown away while others were made.)

Cyril: Your planning an invasion?

Experiment 21: The master is. And we even have this *Shows Cyril a beaker with Withered blood* I'll use it to further enhance the army.

Cyril: You're insane! Withered Experiments are uncontrollable! They'll kill everything in sight!

Experiment 21: That's why I'm sending a bunch of them to Suburbia. Now excuse me. I have a skele-TON of Withered Experiments to create. Also your next. Turning you to Withered will be really helpful. *Leaves*