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niketheconqueror — A Clockwork Rocketeer: Prologue
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Description In the steam punk city of Mechanics, USA; there lived a mad scientist name Dr. Luther Madz. He lived alone in his laboratory in a castle high up in the mountains. He was so tired of living alone that he decided to make a gynoid and not just a gynoid, the perfect gynoid and child for him. He got to work on her hands, body, and insides. He gave her silver eyes that were kissed by the moon and long black hair that was made from the night sky. He put wires, cables, wheels, the finest metal money can buy, and other stuff in her and covered her in plaster so her skin can be a china doll.

After he was done with the body, he placed it on a machine that can bring an inanimate object to life and it what perfect timing, there was a thunderstorm. He covered her body and pulled the chains of the bed that hold her just like what Igor did to Frankenstein’s monster. He waited for the lightning to hit her and it did. He lowered the bed and uncovered her face to see her eyes open and saw that he made his perfect gynoid. He saw her eyes full of life, her pale peach-like skin glowing in the light, and her lips were pink like it was made from pink roses.

“At last my latest creation, come with me my dear and I will show you your room” he said.

She got up hold on to the cover that shield her body as the mad doctor led her to a room where her new clothes were. She came out wearing a long black dress, a black punk-like short jacket, black satin gloves that were held my her index finger, black earrings, and a black top hat that had a clock on it.

“You now work for me my dear for you are my assistant, do I make myself clear?” he said with a sinister smile on his face.

“Yes sir” she said in a soft voice that flew to his ears like a gentle wind blowing in the sky.

He smiled and left his lab and she stayed and looked around the room in wonder and a small amount of fear. And that my friends was how Marilyn Madz was created.
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