Bad Science | Mad Science
The audio draws its scientific references from fantastical inventions, dangerous methodologies, and bizarre technology.
A direct and dangerous follow up to the dark events of "Take Your Medicine". This sequel sees you, the listener, once more returning to take your place as 'Patient 207' at the New Foundation for Experimental Scientific Research...
Have you ever just stopped and wondered?— I mean, really, really stopped. Stopped everything. Stopped what you were doing. Stopped what you were thinking. And just closed your eyes to contemplate. What’s it all about?—Why are we here?—What does it all mean?—Where am I going?—Where is humanity as a whole going to end up?—What is the meaning of life?
Have you ever just stopped and wondered?— I mean, really, really stopped. Stopped everything. Stopped what you were doing. Stopped what you were thinking. And just closed your eyes to contemplate. What’s it all about?—Why are we here?—What does it all mean?—Where am I going?—Where is humanity as a whole going to end up?—What is the meaning of life?
Have you ever just stopped and wondered?— I mean, really, really stopped. Stopped everything. Stopped what you were doing. Stopped what you were thinking. And just closed your eyes to contemplate. What’s it all about?—Why are we here?—What does it all mean?—Where am I going?—Where is humanity as a whole going to end up?—What is the meaning of life?
The road here is dark and unfamiliar... And your car that had been slowly stuttering past the clawing canopy of trees is now stuck at its wayside. You turn the key a few more times but realise it’s no use. Pulling out your phone only further dampens your hope. It's as if you shouldn't be here, wherever here is. No phone service. No map. No idea of where you are. You really are alone....
Have you ever just stopped and wondered?— I mean, really, really stopped. Stopped everything. Stopped what you were doing. Stopped what you were thinking. And just closed your eyes to contemplate. What’s it all about?—Why are we here?—What does it all mean?—Where am I going?—Where is humanity as a whole going to end up?—What is the meaning of life?
The listener is kidnapped by a scientist who is worried about plummeting birthrates. She's developed a machine that forces sexual intercourse and impregnation, complete with sexy, sexy drugs. And she's going to use herself as the second test subject. Of course, she'll stop the experiment before she gets pregnant. That's harder to do when you're pumped full of aphrodisiacs, though...
Before we do anything. Let me start out with a disclaimer. This file isn't like my others. It's a little rougher. The subject matter is dark, descriptive, and a little dangerous. If that doesn't sit well with you. I suggest you stop reading now. This is a file for all my sluts that truly can't help themselves. And I wouldn't want anybody to be enticed in that wasn't prepared to be mind-fucked...
You are so very Sleepy. Breath in and out, slowly, deeply. Sucking in big lungfuls of the Nurse's sedative gas. Naked, exposed, lying on the cold metal of the operating table. The Doctor and Nurse re-join you... Stay as calm as you can, the procedure should be painless, but the Doctor can barely hold back her excitement for the possibilities of what is now possible, once The Chip has...
Before we continue, my sluts. Let me start out with a warning. The themes in this file may be uncomfortable for some listeners who find the idea of their mind being turned into a liquid latex mush distressing. And I wouldn't want anybody to be enticed in further, that wasn't prepared to be mind-fucked beyond their wildest imaginations... The Chip implant looks as though it has been a...
Your mind is going to be reconditioned, reprogrammed, restructured to be the perfect Patient. You are wheeled into a dauntingly large contraption that resembles a decommissioned MRI scanner designed to hook up and synchronize with the Microchip. Then the brainwashing will escalate throughout the loop...
Before we do anything. Let me start out with a disclaimer. This file isn't like my others. It's a little rougher. The subject matter is dark, descriptive, and a little dangerous. If that doesn't sit well with you. I suggest you stop reading now. This is a file for all my sluts that truly can't help themselves.
Before it continues, let me repeat this one last and final warning. The themes in this file are even darker, and more dangerously twisted then those which preceded it... If that doesn't sit well with you. I suggest you take a moment to look up the full tags, and stop reading now. Still here? Good Slut. The Chip implant has been a resounding success, completely shifting and consuming...
Before we do anything. Let me start out with a disclaimer. This file isn't like my others. It's a little rougher. The subject matter is dark, descriptive, and a little dangerous. If that doesn't sit well with you. I suggest you stop reading now. This is a file for all my sluts that truly can't help themselves.
In this file, you start off tied up on a table in my magical laboratory ... not much more to me then any other animal I would experiment on, in my pursuit of eternal beauty and immortality. But as things progress, and I start feeding off of your life-revitalizing semen ... well. Let's just say I start to look at you, and use you, a little bit differently. I hope you enjoy being my little...
The listener is kidnapped by a scientist who is worried about plummeting birthrates. She's developed a machine that forces sexual intercourse and impregnation, complete with sexy, sexy drugs. And she's going to use herself as the second test subject. Of course, she'll stop the experiment before she gets pregnant. That's harder to do when you're pumped full of aphrodisiacs, though...
In this file, you start off tied up on a table in my magical laboratory ... not much more to me then any other animal I would experiment on, in my pursuit of eternal beauty and immortality. But as things progress, and I start feeding off of your life-revitalizing semen ... well. Let's just say I start to look at you, and use you, a little bit differently. I hope you enjoy being my little...