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Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 166: The off discovery
The woman with link hair looked very odd, even though odd is not the right word, to Corey. She had a human set of hair, human lower lip, and human fingers. Corey was disturbed as he took in the strange sight of this bot as she went through a flask of organs as though she was trying to pick out the best to use. There was another boy laying on a medic bed, and he was strapped. Corey saw the male struggle. The only part of him that was human, happened to be the genitalia. He had a long male, pale, dick attached to the center in between his legs. Disgusted, Corey turned his eyes to the side. The sentients were definitely doing something. "Relax, SCP- 334. The feel receptors have no been added yet, you have nothing to worry about."The bot screeched. "If that was the case then why do I feel like you're about to do something bad to me. What is the meaning of this? What even is this between my legs?""You're asking too many questions, breathe for a moment. Your questions will be answered.
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 167: Lorelei
Corey was off the ship the second Mikayla announced their arrival. The women decided they would do a little shopping and return to the ship by night fall. Well, not every woman. Borba, and Eleanora took Greta for a flight. Pamela stayed on the ship to fix something, and so did toby. But he only stayed because he was sea sick. The rest went shopping.Visiting the beautiful town to see all that it had to offer. Corey was left to his own vices. He found the temple in seconds flat, and he went for the tour. He was shown around the entire place, and the small townsfolks explained that their man attraction had something of a difficult background. Corey allowed his mind to go far off as everything else in the tour didn't interest him. If Lorelei was the perfect specimen, why in god's name was she in a town far from the sentients? Was it like his little paradise? Could they not enter?The question went over his head, into NewAge alerted him that they were arriving at the good part. The whole
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 168: Sadistic
Lorelei was helpful in explaining that until recently, she had felt like their projects would never work. Until she was visited by some lady that looked like the UPL- 100. Their code word for the human race, it actually mean the uncharted planet lifeform. Earth was the code number 100. Corey didn't know what to make of this information. His mission didn't involve try to save the human race but he felt obliged. Since he was going to fight the man who has ordered this. What was Erogo's plan? That was the question Corey knew he would be asking every day. The god left him at a loss sometimes. But no matter what, his intentions lacked purity. He was out to turn the human race into a bunch of sentients. And his game was the path he would use to achieve this. Lorelei and Corey spoke for a couple more minutes before he asked her if she wanted to be free. She said it would do her no good. She would only go to the rivers named after her where she would be consumed. And that was enough to make
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 169: There could be more than one?
The bird wasn't easy to find. Corey went through each one, trying to figure out which statue was the right one. Some of them were dusty, disgusting, and in places that didn't make any sense to Corey. Mikayla and Pamela were helping him figure it out. NewAge too. They were alla searching for the right bird. Even though they all looked the same. Corey drew a long line, connecting each of the bird statues and their locations. They were placed far from each other and they didn't form any symbol that stood out. Corey almost wished for a clue from his distant relative, but that would make him feel stupid. Even though the clue would leave smart people stumped too. With a hollowed sigh, he continued to looked over everything with his eyes. It was hard to connect everything when they made no sense. He couldn't come up with any theory that fit. Nothing seemed right. Nothing at all. To take a break, Corey decided to check through his list of relatives to see if any of them fit the last clue he
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 170: Hinting at something
There's a thin line between love and hate.Good and bad. Right and wrong. There is always a line. But what if there was a gap instead? Something that didn't make sense. As you must now know, there was a previous lock keeper. Which makes you wonder, if the position of a lock keeper is not that grand. Granted…. They're protecting something. Why else would they be named that? There's a home, place they reside. In it, they're guarding something. And now the god of games has become one of them. So my little clue and question is, what do you think I'm trying to explain, Corey? Am I hinting at something? Am I telling to search in a particular place for the home of the lock keeper? Or…. Am I helping you remove the unimportant parts? The answer is pretty straight forward. I have no doubt you'll figure it out. Even if it takes time. You need to understand the pattern I'm drawing for you. If It were easy, I would have simply told you where you enemy lived. But I'm not going to do that. Becau
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 171: Beeping sound
Misha was rarely the one to wake up late. Sometimes she just needed to get up and do something to feel functional. Her life had taken a strange turn since she begun dealing with issues of living with Corey, her mortal enemy, and a bunch of rascals she considered to be friends. Well, based on her definition of the word. This day though, Misha was the last to wake up. Unlike Corey who everyone would bother until he came out to eat or do something, no one bothered her and she valued it. She was practically an android who didn't need food to do anything. She rubbed her eyes, then her neck. She had an in-built alarm system that she could activate, and deactivate at will. She always had it set for a particular time of the day so she wouldn't worry about waking up late, or having to wake up by herself. Unfortunately for her, the alarm didn't ring. Which told her something was wrong. When had her alarm never rung out. There was something about her system, her motherboard that was broken. A
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 172: Useless
Corey kept one eye on the man he was speaking too and another on the shadowy figure that thought its presence wasn't noticed. The old man was getting frustrated with the questions, and Corey knew that. The man hadn't given him anything important. His memories was more damaged than the lock keeper that had taken his place. Which is what Corey couldn't understand. The idea of the Lock keepers and what they protected. Who was appointing them? There were too many theories appearing in his head. None of them were pleasant to Corey. The one that settled with him was the scenario of Erogo being one of the locked people the lock keepers were supposed to protect. But NewAge might have gotten that information if it was the case. NewAge: ACTUALLY NO. EVERYTHING I KNOW, IS STRONGLY BASED ON THE INFORMATION THAT EXIST. WE ONLY KNOW THINGS ABOUT EROGO BECAUSE YOU READ THE BACK OF SMALL BOOK THAT TALKED ABOUT THE ANTAGONIST OF THE GAME. I'VE NEVER BEEN ORDERED BY YOU TO RESEARCH HIM. AND EVEN IF
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game Chapter 173
Sitting under the hot spray coming off the shower, Corey had his eyes watching the news on earth. More issues were displayed. The number of dead children was vastly increasing. It shook his small town, and the entirety of the US. All the parents could shout was for kids to stop thinking of this as a joke. They'd do everything to make sure the games were not in their childrens rooms, and yet somehow their kid would still end up dead. And they would later discover the video game. Many speculated that some of the children had not really played the game. And someone was using the chaos to commit vile crimes. Corey believed all of the stories. Because they all made sense. All except the reason behind the game's killing. Erogo must have taken more a thousand people, why was he still collecting more?Was he that desperate to create an android like human? Why would he even want to do that?Visibly puzzled by the stroy he was watching on the news, Corey hadn't noticed a pale figure stepping
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