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(Medical Experiments, continued by Onion...)
You feel nothing. “Now where’s the cash?” you ask as you are given a bundle of money. You walk to the door.
A bunch of shiny trigonometric variables jolt in your vision. You panic, turning back to see that some papers have fallen, code has been scattered and a calculator is typing by itself projecting random numbers. Even more, extra dates start appearing in the calendar, the floor plan has changed as quantities and meanings of mathematical expressions were lost.
The universe has started to fall (and so have the nurse’s clothes.) You can’t believe what is happening, so you recall all the math you’ve learned at Twelfth Grade and somehow, the distortion stops.
You look around you to see all the debris, and you find a bunch of people gasping for air. You’ve only just realized that a piece of the atmosphere has been broken.
You look up at the sky, and one suffocating civilian points out with a cranky dry voice. “Is it a bird?”
“Is it a plane?” says another while slowly having their throat squeezed with more rubble.
“No!” you exclaim. “It’s The Predominant Lord of The Mathematical Realm.” You look at a hot looking entity with a crimson toga and her clothing is undeniably revealing. You can clearly see her cleavage.
“You have been very naughty, Steve! Almost destroying your universe. Bad things can happen, but you choose your punishment.” She winks at you sexily, hoping for you to choose what she really wants.
It isn’t so hard to read her mind but would you want to please her?
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