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I have decied to write a story right here in this thread. The catch is, that every week I'm going to have a poll, so that you the reader can have a say in the direction the story takes. If no one reads or makes a choice in the polls, I'll just choose myself.

I hope this will be fun! =^_^=

The room was dark and cold. Small lights eminated form the empty control panels and a dim fog flooded the floor. A door in the far right wall opened seemingly on it's own, sliding into the wall that held it. A young man stepped into the room. Quickly he hurried across the room and went up to the contol pannel. He glanced at the buttons, he's eyes trained to see one and one alone. In sheer delight, he pressed his target. The door opened again. The lights came on to reveal at commanding woman. Her build was small and her hair cascaded down her shoulder in an imacualte braid. The young man jumped and cowered before her.

"I got the coffee going," he said as his voice trembled. She didn't even ecknowledge his presence. She went staight to the panel and rapidly hit a complicated sequence of keys.

The woman glared angrily at the screen and shoved the cup at the man. The man took it clumsily, some of it's contents spilling onto his hand. He mad no indication of this as he placed the cup into a opening next to the coffee pot. The cup disapeared to be replaced by a clean one in seconds.

"C-895," the woman said as she pulled up four more screans.

"Yes," the man said.

"I need you to get I-92361X95F. His vacation time is denied, we are to far behind scheadule for him to be slacking off," the woman said.

C-895 nodded and ran out the door, down the hall, and stoped infront of a large glass tube. He looked up to see a red light shinging down on him. It soon turned green and the man stepped into the tube. He didn't feel the rush of wind that blew past him, or the sharp stop when he reached his destination. He just quickly jumped out of the tube and rushed down the hall. He stopped infront of a wall. On the wall was written "I-92361X95F". The young man knocked loadly on the door.

"I-92361X95F, you'r vacation time has been denied. You need to report to the lab."