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Greetings. My name is Dr. Egon Spengler. I am looking for participants in a study regarding Psychic Pokémon, particularly telepathic Pokémon, and the effects of their powers on human beings. Participants must be:

• At least 18 years old
  
• Willing to subject themselves to extremely powerful waves of psychokinetic energy
  
• Must currently be human
  
• Must not be deceased or undead in any way
  
• Must not have severe reactions to electric shocks
  
• Must not be pregnant or planning on bearing children in the next five years
  
• Must not be associated with any currently operating law enforcement agency
  
• Previous experience with the Psychic Pokémon is appreciated but not necessary

Participating in this experiment may or may not result in severe to lethal brain trauma or other unspecified side effects. Taking certain medication may alter the results of this experiment. There will be no material compensation beyond the satisfaction that knowledge has been furthered in the name of science. By participating in this experiment, you acknowledge all risk associated with the procedure.

Please contact us if you have any questions regarding the experiment.

[...He didn't...describe the actual experiment in question....]

Comments

[onetwoboom]

YEAH! Go and SMASH THE SYSTEM!!

[And then Gaige catches herself, looking over to Egon sheepishly, then back to Kolliker.]

...After the experiment. We gotta unlock your potential so you can set fire to fascists with your mind!

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YEAH!!!!

That-- [Egon clears his throat.] That seems like a surprisingly constructive way to direct her psychic powers, though you may have difficulty actually finding facists in this world.

Well, I guess if Dad's ok with it....

[Egon gestures for Gaige to follow him as he approaches the elevators. Kölliker sticks close behind him, though she seems to be floating closer to Gaige.]

I hope you are prepared to deal with varying levels of psychic contact. What Kölliker utilizes to communicate with other living creatures is merely a small percentage of her psychic potential, as far as I believe. This could be very dangerous.

[onetwoboom]

[She scoffs.]

I know Handsome Jack's address. Trust me- it's not hard.

[Gaige follows Egon, and having Kolliker stick closer by her is by no means unnoticed. She can't help but feel a little bit smug about it; she's never been an influence on the younger generation before. Turns out, it rules.]

Pfffft, don't worry about that. [She responds, with a dismissive hand wave.] I let Orel brain blast me. I'm a tough girl. I can handle it.

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Handsome Jack?

[Stated in a slightly confused tone. He's had the fortune of not interacting with the man previously.]

Hm. That's right, isn't it? [He tilts his head to the side, thinking.] We'll have to see if that previous exposure to such extreme psychic damage has any effect on the experiment overall. Perhaps you may have built up a tolerance of some sort, or maybe it makes you more susceptible.

[As Egon walks up the stairs and heads towards the room, Kölliker inspects Gaige's hair. She's only really hung around three idiotic men with short hair before, so....]

How did you make hair like that? [A pause.] I like it. I wanna have that.

[onetwoboom]

Technofascist, mass murderer, bad parent, has a nice little place in this city. GOD, I hate him.

[She moves to punch something but, there's not really anything to punch right now, and she's definitely not taking it out on Kolliker or Egon. She'll have to settle with seething with anger and carrying on with the conversation.]

Guess we'll have to find out, huh-?

[She's interrupted by Kolliker's questioning, and with her unexpectedly endearing childlike nature, Gaige finds herself calm down by just how precious she is.]

I, aha- I just kind of - [She brings her hands up to grab her scrunchies.] You know, put it up.

[She shrugs, there wasn't any better way to put it.]

You generally need hair for that, but... [hmmmmm. She crosses her arms, ponders on Kolliker for a moment, then reaches for her little slimy body.] Maybe, if we could just- depending on how malleable this stuff is...

[She begins to attempt to mush the jelly into two ponytail-like lumps. It's worth trying, at least.]

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[Egon blinks.]

If we have the time, we can pay him a visit. [A beat.] My partners and I have taken down gods before, you know.

[He watches as Kölliker gets squished, her cytoplasm being smushed around into vaguely ponytail shapes. When Gaige pulls her hands away, there's two tiny, green, round nubs on her head where she's tried to shape her gel. The gel starts slowly pushing itself back into her form, and eventually disappears with a pop. Kölliker giggles.]

Thank you!

Cool....

[Egon clears his throat, inclining his head towards the room door.]

If we could proceed?

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[Gaige giggles at the duosion's reaction, and then turns to Egon once he clears his throat. Right. They had science to do. Hairstyling would have to come later.]

Roger that! [She gives a salute, and then pumps her fist as she goes in.] Let's go fry some brains!

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[The room is in a state of relative disarray. Empty snack wrappers are littered about like confetti, and random papers just seem to be strewn on almost every surface. None of the boys have really bothered to keep the space clean, as it's not as if they bring guests over. Egon doesn't seem particularly bothered by this as he leans down to pick up a clipboard and some odd-looking device from the coffee table.]

I wish we could have done this in a more formal lab setting, but I suppose this will have to do.

[He gestures towards the couch, which is surprisingly clean of debris and clutter.]

Now, are you familiar with the practice of meditation and clearing one's mind of thoughts? I want to observe the effects of a psychic attack while someone is in this state of mind, and compare it to when one is purposely distracting themselves with other thoughts.

[He switches on the device, which starts to gently whirr and click in Kölliker's presence.]

[onetwoboom]

Uuuuhhh...

[Gaige hops onto the couch in a most unprofessional way, but, damn, it's cosy.]

Conceptually? Yes. [She takes great interest in inspecting her metallic nails.] I've...heard of it.