{"sf1_id":795830,"sf2_id":"7ejpLLGn","title":"Aquion 10 [WIP]","author":"SylarEnderpaws","words":920,"posted_at":"2014-12-15T03:02:00.000Z","tags":["Aquion","Bathing","Blood","Discovery","Female","First Person","Laboratory","Multiple Tails","Nude","POV","Point of View","Robot","Sci-Fi","Science Fiction","Shower","WIP","unfinished","work in progress"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/795830-aquion-10-wip","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/7ejpLLGn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/66/6a/666a4c26-d291-4f83-834d-f5046d989498","description":":) I'm back!\nThis little idea popped into my mind last night, I hope I can flesh it out enough.\nI can take this in so many different directions, I just don't know which one is \"right.\"\n^_^\nStory so far:\nZayou Iryiata (Zhay-oo Ere-ee-aye-ahta) has found consciousness in a curious, fascinating place.\nInspiration:\n- No Man's Sky (Video Game) [GOD I AM SO EXCITED FOR IT MAN]\n- Moon (Movie)\n- Avatar (James Cameron) [Movie]\n- A surplus of liquidy, otherworldly vibes (songs bruh)","content":"_Floating. Suspended._\n\n_\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Exhale. Bubbles._\n\n_\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Bubbles?_\n\n_\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Inhale. Air?_\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I opened my eyes groggily. I saw a wavy world around me. Everything seemed to have a urine-like color to it.\n\n_\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Bubbles._\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I watched bubbles escape my mouth and float upwards.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; My eyes widened and weakly I flailed in panic, quickly bringing a paw to my mouth. I felt something hard. I must be using some sort of breathing apparatus.\n\n_\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Ow!_\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I stubbed my toe as I had been flailing. _But on what?_\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I lifted my toes and kicked once more, using the ball of my foot.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; My foot made contact, but then something gave.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; The golden liquid spilled out of the hole until soon it was almost empty.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I fought to get the mask off from my face, its suction gripped me tightly before separating itself with a slight, \"pop.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I leaned against the back of my container, which I could now tell was a glass cylinder.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I breathed in, unaided, filling my lungs with new air. I rested for a few moments before taking a deep breath.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I hurled myself forward mightily into the glass in front of me.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; The glass was very fragile and broke very easily, sending both me and shards of glass falling to the floor.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I slammed against the hard floor on my side, feeling a sharp pain in my shoulder.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \"_Urgghhhh_...\" I groaned in pain and laid on the floor for a few moments before rising.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Blood ran down my left arm from my shoulder, a crystalline shard of glass sticking out of it.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I gritted my teeth and squealed as I pulled it from my body, bringing it to my face, studying it, looking through the large shard at the world beyond through a filter of red.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I inspected my body; arms, legs, paws, feet, breasts, torso, back... Apart from being coated in a viscous yellow substance, I was fine.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I lifted my head to an amazing sight. To my left and right were halls of metal, with their inside walls being abscent, forming a large ring. Inside of that large ring was a lush, green, almost jungle-like garden. A waterfall seemed to run from somewhere above the opposite side of the ring and to the right of where I was; the ceiling above me obscured my full view of the scene. The waterfall sat atop a body of water, barely wide enough to be called a lake, maybe eighteen-to-twenty meters wide. Grass grew everywhere and ferns and rocks dotted the small landscape.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I looked down the halls to either side of me. It looked as if nature had claimed the halls of perhaps a once functioning laboratory. Vines coiled around large, dead electronics, moss covered the walls, and the dark-greyish-blue floor tiles were cracked and dirty.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I daintily stepped over the broken pieces of glass and walked slowly over to the waterfall.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Natural light seemed to shine down into the garden, telling me that the building was constructed with the ring-design as an intent.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I approached the water and dipped a toe into the beautiful blue water hesitantly. The water was warmer than I had expected, warmed by the sun, and was refreshing.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I positioned myself underneath the curious waterfall, watching the yellow liquid lift itself from my fur and disappear into the clear water below.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I gazed upon my chestnut-colored fur, holding my three white-tipped paintbrush-like tails in front of me, combing each of them individually with my claws.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I made sure to wash my shoulder thoroughly.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I heard a faint scraping sound in the midst of water splashing down.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I climbed out of the water quietly, covering my chest with an arm. I silently crouch-walked over to the outskirts of the garden, the ring, which had a hallway leading in the direction opposite of my now-broken glass tube. It also seemed to be the only hallway that led out of the ring. I had only made it maybe thirteen steps away from the water, and had maybe three more steps before my feet touched the tile of the ring, but I was completely dry.\n\n_\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; But how_?\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; The sound was getting closer, slowly, and was now accompanied by a low-growl, and a metallic whirring noise.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I silently found cover on the corner of the wall at the entrence to the branching hallway, slowly peering around the corner.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I saw movement along the ground. My body stiffened and I stiffled a surprised yelp.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; A small metal thing was dragging itself along the floor, its dying engines trying their best.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I looked around to see if the coast was clear before cautiously approaching the thing.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I bent down and picked up the small electronic creature. It had a lens on the bottom; presumably a projector. The robot had a spherical attatchment on the back, which I assumed was for propulsion. Regardless, the machine was broken and obviously had no intention of performing its original task.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Upon further inspection, I could see large amounds of rust built up at various places on the machine.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}