Every day you went into work, went home, ate, slept, and got up to do the same thing the next day.

Today was different though. As you walked into your workplace you found yourself in a flourishing paradise. Plants grew side by side with machines and great cattle delicately grazed from the plants they walked upon.

Exciting. A break from the mundane. You don't even know how long you've been working at Zoo Corp. You check out one of the cattle, petting it before realizing that the grass it pulled from the ground was bleeding.

You weren't scared, but you did lean back, especially when the cattle gave you a surprisingly knowing expression. That's when a laugh breaks out. A palm is placed on your back as a newcomer introduces you to the herd.

You apologize to Michel, but he has no reaction to you, instead he looks to the other person. Both of them talk in tongues you do not understand before Michel, with a huff, makes a comment to you and trots away.

All at once, the cattle erupts into a red mist. A long ribbion of flesh flies from it, up into the air, before latching on to itself to form a wheel of infected redden flesh. Wings pull themselves out of bloody sores. Gabby swoops down towards you....

You stand there, stunned. The creature before you was incomprehensible. All you knew is that you were going to die.
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But what happened to you was worse than death.

For Gabby was a clockwork.

Gabby had wrapped its body around you and began integration. You were not killed. You were pulled apart and reused. Your mind stood fully awake. The voice in your head soon became just one of 100s....no, 1000s or even more.

You are currently fused into a clockwork. Because of this your voice will be MIXED with that of Gabby. Keep this in mind when making choices in the future for what both of your voices might make.

"Ooooooooof coooourse not..... IDIOT!" Gabby slurs out.

You yell out "MURDER" with your mind, hoping that it might induce violence within Gabby.

"THhhhhhank you for YOUR meeeercy. I shall MURDER AS you saaaay." Gabby struggles out before clumsily forcing herself out of the holy doors.

Gabby exits one of many Zoo Corp buildings. She roughly slithers across the ground. Though she (with your assistance) had wished for murder just recently, she seems to hold no hostilities to the workers outside who scream in terror as she pushes over tables to collect scrap. She mumbles often-
"Be not scared."
"Afraid not needed."

While your voice can change what Gabby says. It cannot change what Gabby DOES. You have to rely on the actions of others to get the results you need.

A security guard holds up a gun and points it at Gabby. She approaches slowly, ready to reassure him that nothing is wrong.

Very! You shout in your mind.

"Be....BE VERY AFRAID!" Gabby screeches. The guard fires upon her. As the bullets fly through Gabby, you hear voices become quiet, as their part of the body is damaged.

Including yours.

You try to speak as you watch Gabby pet the guard on the head, ignoring his continued firings, but you cannot. Your actions had removed even your voice. You are just a mind watching its body move without it.

Choose a more reliable person to be.
Warning. 1, 2, and 3, have extremely "limited controls." They cannot do anything "Out of Character." No matter how much you beg them.

Gabby had come back to the Heavens. In her hand was you, an artist screaming as you tried to escape her grip. She drops you in front of the Creator, mumbling something akin to "Promotion."

You instantly stop screaming, and stand straight. You press your chest out, look him in the eyes, and offer him a firm handshake. You're going to make the most of your forced promotion.

"Let's cut the chitchat boss. Where's my next job?"

You try really hard to not throw fuel on this fire.

You toss away your invasive thoughts and stay silent, allowing them to argue among themselves.