WANTED: TEST SUBJECTS

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WANTED: TEST SUBJECTS

I need volunteers for tests involving physical stimuli -- primarily oral but tactile engagement is not to be discriminated against. Male and female applicants accepted. Disclosure of previous experience is required. Collected data will not be published.

Reply to apply. Genuine inquiries only.

Comments

[mo_cara]

hElL yEaH i Am!
Do YoU gOt ThE kNoWiNg Of ThAt HeP kItTeN?

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I'm one of his roommates if that's what you mean. Close enough that he recommended you for certain services though I hear you keep to the middle-class variety.

[mo_cara]

i GuEsS tHaT's OnE wAy To PuT iT!
yOu WaNt To Be MeEtInG sOmEwHeRe, BrO?

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Alright. Great Hall?

[mo_cara]

AiN't ThAt AlL bEiNg KiNdA pUbLiC?

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Where would you prefer?

[mo_cara]

bRoOmShEdS.

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Alright. I'll meet you there.

[mo_cara]

[And when he gets there, there'll be a ridiculously tall kid (6'4") in what looks like baggy polka dotted pajama pants, a t-shirt and hoody, and clown face paint, just lounging against the wall smoking a cigarette.] Yo, motherfucker.

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[Sherlock's not exactly short himself but... well, that is still one tall young man.]

Hello.

[He leans in. Ah, the smell of a cigarette.]

How on earth do you manage to get away with that? Some kind of charm that doesn't make your hair and clothes smell of smoke?

[mo_cara]

[blinks at him, then grins] Now that would be some kinda motherfuckin' clever. Nah. Ain't nobody giving me no shit about it, long as I ain't doing it around profs or nothing.

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How lucky you are. Nearly everything I brought with me to school was confiscated.

[mo_cara]

Damn, bro, seriously? That's some shit luck there. [pulls out his cigarette pack and holds it out to Sherlock in offering]

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[Sherlock has zero qualms about mooching. He helps himself.]

Stark was the song bird that got it all taken away in fact. Not his best moment.

[mo_cara]

[blinks in surprise as he holds out his own lit cigarette so Sherlock can light his off the cherry, if he likes] Really? I ain't never took that motherfucker for no squeakbeast.

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[Sherlock leans in and lights it off the cherry for convenience, taking a nice, long drag. Oh, that's nice.]

I don't think he had much to say about the cigarettes but illegal substances in his dorm room were not on. Just happens everything got taken away.

[mo_cara]

But he tokes up with a motherfucker sometimes. [Gamzee protests, then shakes his head at the mystery of it all. Ravenclaws. Who even knows.] So is that why you're all wanting to get your experience on?

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I suppose he puts cocaine in a category apart from other drugs. Moron.

[Sherlock shrugs and enjoys his cigarette.]

Not experience, just data. Though I suppose it could be a sort of experience but I'm not engaging in it for that purpose.

[mo_cara]

[eyes widen] You got your hands on some motherfuckin' charlie? And he got it snatched? Daaaaaamn, that is on the deep end of suck. [sympathetically]

So, okay, how much are you wanting?

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Is that what they're calling it now? I can't keep up with all these street names. I just know what I like.

[He eyes him curiously.]

How much? What do you mean? Tongue?

[mo_cara]

Tongue? No, motherfucker, how much green?

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Green?

I am beginning to think we are speaking at cross purposes.

[mo_cara]

Nah, I only go to church when I'm at home and my da tells me to.

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[...]

Are you mentally handicapped?

[mo_cara]

Yeah, I got some holes all up in my think pan. [shrugs] I can see the floor through them some times.