One Million Post

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( A hundred Post indeed, fuck that shit. though I am going to achieve a million post legitimately. and I'll post two more bits before bed, so let's dial the shit up a notch)

Paul Howard thought to pray, and did just so, and even though it was but a whisper, Jessica deduced his actions and in despair wet her self. The smell of vomit and urine was so strong, it made Jessica vomit again. Even though Paul seemed not to mind, and kissed her forehead, Jessica felt terribly ashamed and disgusted with herself. The door sealed itself, and the force field around them expanded to encompass the entire room. The fabrication of Dr. Rush reappears.
"The No Field now encompasses the entire room, you're both safe, for now. But we got to get you two out of here." Paul stands quickly and looks around the room for the soldiers radio.
"What are you doing" demands the Rush fabrication. And Paul pushes the buttons on the radios. "You'll get nothing from them, you're essentially cut off from any and everything that doesn't use a subspace frequency." Jessica looks terrified, and Paul concerned goes over to her.
"We're okay Jessica, I promise I'll do everything in my power to keep us like this, Destiny, how many survivors are out there?" The Rush fabrication pauses for a moment and looks as if he's thinking.
"It's hard to say, with that thing everywhere like it is, I can't see individual quarters due to the nebula's biological signature. But the bridge and the chair room is essentially unmolested, but every where else is flooded with this thing, and as more of it pours in, eventually the bridge and the chair room will be compromised." A gasp escapes Jessica and she falls to her knees. Her blouse now doused in vomit and spittle, and her skirt soaked in urine, Jessica looks and feels horrible. But Paul kisses her hands, oblivious to everything else and ask Destiny another question.
"What are we going to do Destiny, how can we 'get out of here' with that thing virtually everywhere?" The Rush fabrication doesn't respond for a moment, but finally it shows them the innards of it's compartments and corridors.
"This is some sort of living entity which feeds on energy, but not energy in the classical sense; heat and life energy seems to be it's need. But it isn't perfect, and it's in efficient." The word inefficient caught Paul of guard.
"How so Destiny?"
"The people it has taken, and those it continue to take, though they're dismembered, are still alive." The Rush fabrication reveals. "Something about it, super chargers biological entities; every part, portion and piece of them, from the cells in their bodies to the joules of energy each cell has. The creature devours you, adding to itself, but almost immediately it retains your portions, as if indigestion, you're placed into it's innards complete, then some process maintains your functions as if you were whole; I'm sensing crew members, and more than a few of them are broadcasting brain activity. Which shouldn't be seeing as how they were violently captured." Jessica gasp again, and Paul looks down towards her, and sees her staring off into the distance, as if she was focused on something. Concerned by the look on her face, Paul follows her gaze into the far corner. A puddle of blood seems to have a little cloud moving over it, absorbing it into itself.
"Fuck me," says Paul as the cloud that had just absorbed the stray portions of blood moved towards the couple with malicious intent, the side that faced them took on the form of a skeletal face.

(Clearly this shit is taking longer than six hours, but I'll do my best until I have placed a hundred post. Fucking hilarity it is. Show me the cunny, show me the cunny, show me the cunny and I'll never cheat again.)

edit; my comment up above was typed around five this morning when I hadn't as of yet slept from drinking coffee watching porn and masturbating.