Randomized story theme: Dark Tech. Open to anyone I haven't played with before.

[Nadja]

Nadja looked at the address on her card again. The dark alley didn't exactly seem like the kind of place a professor would work at, but the address was right and she hesitantly knocked on the heavy metal door.
Nadja was eighteen, slender and petite but wore second hand clothes that were slightly to big for her.
The reason that she had come here was an add in a newspaper she had found. It said that one could earn a hundred dollars by helping out for a day or two, and she really needed the money. It had said that moderate pain might be involved, but what should she do?

Professor Mabin struggles with a few of the locks, but after a while, he manages to open the door. He looks around frantically for the source of the knocking until his eyes rest upon Nadja.

Then, with a very nervous, excited voice he says, "Hello? Hello? Who are you? What is your business? Are you...."one of them"? Mabin starts sweatdropping after he finishes his sentence.

[Nadja]

Nadja looked surprised over the professors reaction and stammered. "Uh, y-yeah I am if you mean the uhm test subjects."

Mabin continues his excited, slightly nervous tone, "Oh! You're a test subject! Not... 'one of them.' Come in! Come in!"

Mabin studies over Nadja's form and figure a little bit longer. His crazy black hair going this way and that.

Mabin then ushers Nadja in and closes the door and begins the process of locking it back up. After which he turns around and greets Nadja with a friendly smile, completley losing the nervousness in his voice.

"So, you come to be one of my test subjects, yes? Good! I have great need of one, and you, young lady, are in luck."

[Nadja]

"I-I am?" Nadja asked, the guy was creeping her out. Hopefully the 'moderate pain' not be to unbearable. And 'they' sounded like a pretty good reason not to get involved.

(Damn you're good as a paranoid freak. xD)

(Perhaps you can call it 'in character' ? *cough* >.> And that was not implying anything! Nothin' at all! I just have a bad cough and decided to type "*cough*" in there. >.>)

"Yes, yes! Of course! Anyone who works for me is in luck! Now, please, follow me." Mabin leads Nadja to some place and she can clearly see the many, many, MANY, machines all around the place.

"Any questions, ask them now." Mabin says in a totally serious tone while leading Nadja.

[Nadja]

(Heh)

Nadja had to many to be able to think of a single one to start with, and in the end she silently followed, or rather was dragged and pushed by, this seemingly crazy person.

"Are you sure you don't have any questions? Complaints? Anything at all? Oh, come now, lass. You have the ability to talk. Use it! Or forever hold your peace." Mabin stops before another door.

[Nadja]

"Uhm... What is it that I'll be doing here?" Nadja tried hesitantly.

"Really, lass? I thought tha' was kinda obvious. You're going to be my test subject for a machine I made. Anything else before we enter this next room?" Mabin stared down at her with his brilliant green eyes.