OT - Chocobe
First attempt at a story involving the fictional 'Omega Tech' corporation.
Omega Tech Records Experiment: #0146: Chocobe
The first team was suited up and ready to go. The four sat in the wide open room, not sure what to really expect. Aside from the large door they entered through, there was only one other entrance; a small openeing at the base of the far wall with a thick glass shield over it. "Are we ready to begin?" "Yes sir, the subject shall be released on your say." There wasa slight pause, memories flashed through the wolf's head. "We only have a single shot at this if it goes anything like before." Another hesitant pause. "Alright, release it."
A buzzing sounded throughout the room. The four looked around the room for the source, but there really was only one place it could be coming from. They all stood up, staring unblinkingly at the small entrance. "Whatever you do, do not panic. Remain calm and you'll be fine." Those were the last words any of them could remember hearing before they were sealed in. A quiet squeaking sound came from the open hole in the wall. It grew louder and louder, until the source was just within view. It bounced out of the hole and into the center of the room. It looked like a small, round baloon with a rubber tail and ears. Its face was apparently painted on, yet its eyes still wandered around the room. A circular blue gem set in its forehead glimmered in the light. No one moved, although the air didn't seem quite as tense any more. A few minutes passed by, and the four were now sitting again, focused on the little creature in front of them. It began to bounce in place, making soft, playful sounding noises as it did so. Higher and higher it bounced, until it had reached its highest point. Each time it hit the ground it spat out a bubble. Time after time it sent out bubbles almost as large as itself until a large portion of the room was filled with them. They floated around at various levels, bumping into the walls, and eventually being batted at by the four. No matter how much punishment any of the bubbles took, they never popped. Everyone was enjoying themselves, when that strangest thing happened. "Whats this?" Everyone looked at the dragon as he peered down at his hand. Somehow a bubble had enclosed itself over his hand. He waved it a few times, but it didn't come off. He reached over to pull it off when another stray bubble caught his other hand. He to push it off, but it was firmly stuck. "Here, let me help." Said the small fennec. He reached for one only to notice that, without his awareness, both of his hands had been trapped too. He jumped back, his feet landing in two more. He slipped and fell to the floor. One final bubble flew straight down, sealing itself over his muzzle. Everyone began dodging the remaining bubbles as best they could, but to no avail. The floating orbs seemed to be chasing everyone around the room, like they were trying specifically to catch them. One by one the bubbles attatched themselves to remaining few. They tried time and time again to stand up, but the smoothness of the bubbles would send them straight back to the floor. The chocobe was unmoving once again in the center of the room. It looked around at its prey. A sound, like a piece of duct tape being pulled filled the room. From behind the chocobe, near the base of the tail sprouted four rubber tubes. Longer and longer they grew, snaking their way to each of the captives. They tried to get away, but their mobility was too limited. The tubes creeped their way to the bubbles over everyones muzzle. They felt the bubbles somehow prying their mouthes open. It only took a little space to allow the tube to slip in. A few short moments passed as the tubes were fed into everyone, then it started. A high pitched noise, like a vaccum pierced the air. The small fennec was the first to show any real sign of what was happening. He glanced around the room, a bit nervous as everyone was looking at him with worried expressions. He blinked at them a few times, not sure why they were looking at him. The cheetah on the other side of the room did the best he could to pat himself on the stomach, which looked a bit larger than it had before. The fennec's eyes widened a bit more and he looked down. His body was puffing out! He patted himself a few times to make sure it wasn't a trick. He felt his body lifting up off the ground. He looked to the others, who by now had considerable bulges of their own.
"Sir, this doesn't look good. We should stop..." "No, there's a chance this will work; give them more time." "Sir, we really-" "I said give them more time!"
The fennec was beginning to look like a balloon himself. His body was round, and the apparent numbing effects from the toxins in the bubbles was wearing off. He could feel his body pushing outward as he was pumped fuller and fuller. The cheetah in the other corner was struggling to remain on the ground as his filling body pulled him upward. The dragon and husky still had a fair amount of inflating left before they'd be in any critical position, but they would surely reach it. With a bright flash from the gem set in the chocobe's forehead, the sound seemed to grow louder, everyone's tubes appeared to thicken considerably as well. Their mouthes were painfully jolted open as a much more massive amount of the gasses began to flood into them.
Everyone in the observation room sat still in awe. "get them out of there..." the wolf said, shocked. "GET THEM OUT OF THERE NOW!!!" He headed for the door, smashing the emergancy case and grabbing the stun gun inside as he left. "You heard him, get the guards in there to take care of that thing. I want the medical team in there asap! we have to get them out!"
The faint sound of alarms rang out through the wall, but it didn't bring much comfort. The cheetah was uncomfortably pinned to the corner of the room by the husky, who was lodged in his place by the enormous dragon. The fennec was little more than near perfect spherical ball of air, his head the only real thing that said otherwise. His suit was lying in tatters on the ground. A dull snapping sound and a rush of air, one of the tubes retracted back into the chocobe, the inflation of the others speeding up. They knew what had happened, and were sure they would recieve the same.
A grand total of ten furs wearing thick metal masks stood outside of the safety door. Behind them were twelve more furs wearing white uniforms. The wolf rushed to the door and entered the command code. No sooner had it slid open than he was entering the authorization code to the heavy metal door to the test room. The door pulled apart and the wolf, throwing caution to the wind, charged in. He fired the stun gun at the chocobe just before a massive *BOOM* sent him into the far wall, knocking him unconcious. The dart missed the chocobe, which quickly turned to the wolf. A large tube launched at him, forcing itself into his mouth and down his throat. The cute eyes now filled with a look of pure rage. The guard team rushed in and was immidiatley blinded by the bright light that flashed from the chocobe's gem. The unconcious wolf's form began to round out immidiatley, his lab uniform bursting as he was violently filled with the gas. One of the guard team regained his sight just in time. He launched round after round of darts at the chocobe. It retracted its tube and bounced out of the way in time to avoid the darts. It took one last look at its last attempted victim before bouncing back into the hole, where it was immidiatley resealed. The guard looked up and saw what the chocobe was looking at. He raised his hand and patted a portion of the stretched wolf's body, amazed at how large it was. The wolf's head barely stood out in the sunken area around it, his body so full that it took the shape of the room. His assistant walked in, grinning at the enormous form. "He's lucky he's done this before," he said," still though, one more second... just one more second..."
The wolf woke up lying in a hospital bed at the facility, the four subjects from the lab occupying the other beds. The dragon looked at him. "I saw you rush in at the last second... right before I, well, you know." he said, smiling despite his condition. "A bit too late though. I'm sorry everyone, I should have..." "Sorry for what?", interrupted the fennec, "That was great! When can we do it again?"
Footnotes: The suits that the subjects wear are made to suit the wearer. Its material only damages if something happens to it that could damage the one wearing it. Essentially a warning system; If it gets damaged, guess whats going to happen next.