Interrogating Cherinob Pt. 1

Scene from: "Cherinob 2"
Made with: "The Sims 3: Into the Future"

BACKGROUND
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Some time has gone by since her adventure with Boris.  Cherinob has lost the Shard, and gained it back.  But after saving a village in Ethiopia, she was ambushed and implanted with a bug that tampered with her powers even more than the Shard.  She could no longer manifest her armor, and that meant she had to work extra hard to maintain her mesh if she wanted to avoid harming humanity.  Keeping her mesh intact meant straining herself to the point of agony.  Until the bug was burned off and she was needed, Cherinob needed a place to go to hide where her radiation wouldn't kill off an entire city block.

She was instructed from above to visit Brookings, SD, where she found a team transporting some barrels that were going to be used to house radioactive material.  What better place to hide, than in one of those barrels?  She was one of the most radioactive things around.  Alas, she was arrested at the scene.  She decided not to struggle, lest police panic and start beating her.  She couldn't risk a meltdown.

They were divided on whether she belonged in jail or a hospital, given her profuse sweating and the green-glowing particles around her, as well as her painful breathing.  Her booking photos were nearly all severely damaged as her spasms and fading control of her mesh led to damaging camera equipment.  She embedded herself in sinks, light fixtures, and even an iPod to contain herself so she wouldn't hurt other inmates.  All the possession of objects freaked the other women out, however.  And her containers would sometimes fail.  Those other women would definitely think twice before committing any additional crimes.

At her request, the detective interrogating her wore a hazmat suit inside the interrogation room.  He brought with him various books pointing to mythological accounts of a being similar to her.  But even still, he had difficulty believing that the Angel of Radioactive Death and Destruction had been reduced to a sickly woman begging to be put away in a lead-lined cell.  She was polite, but insistent on her origins.  She didn't fit the mold of the typical suspects that this detective usually encountered.  That she was giving off enough radiation to kill a horse, nobody could contest.  But she wasn't like a typical nuclear terrorism suspect.  Her talk of "the Master" and "appointed times" and "vocational destinies" and "Times of Grace could be cut short," smacked of a nun, not a monster. 

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Det. Rick Hallower: "Let's talk about this, shall we?  Now...who do you say you are?"

Cherinob: "I am Cherinob.  I was once Velithia the Comforter!  I cannot be that in my present state, due to the Shard of Kritchobol.  My burden to bear."

Hallower: "I don't really believe you are the Angel of Radioactive Death and Destruction.  But since you burned our fingerprint machine to the point of being useless, and you are a strange being all the same, I'll play along.  So what's happening, Cheri?  Most women don't throw themselves in radiation barrels.  This is very eccentric behavior.  And can I get you a napkin for that profuse sweating?"

Cherinob: "Thank you for the gesture, but you would want a lead-lined bag to put it in afterward.  Until the appointed time, the Master needs me to be this way.  But Astirnah the Sultry has returned.  Someone is empowering her to wreak havoc on your time, just as she poisoned the heart of Jezebel long ago.  I was ambushed outside a village in Ethopia.  The Nullintar of Tribelask was injected into me by Astirnah.  Until I have burned it off, I do not have access to my armor.  Without it, I must keep my mesh maintained, or I will kill everyone in this building by exposure."

Hallower: "What is the highest dose you've ever output?"

Cherinob: "22 megarads.  You...don't want to know what that looks like." 

Hallower: "This 'mesh'...the fireflies?"

Cherinob: "Exactly"

Hallower: "Does it hurt?"

Cherinob: "How long can you lift a stick over your head, before your arm grows tired?"

Hallower: "So it's torture to do it for long periods?"

Cherinob: "If you can find me a place to drain my energy, I will still need to be stored where I cannot hurt anyone.  Until the bug is burned off, I am a danger to everyone...including so many I love!"

Hallower: "Midori no hi no obake.  Vihreä tuli noita to the ancient Finns.  Rere o te ahi, te wairua mate to the Maori.  Grønnheks Surtursdatter to the Norse.  If you really are the Angel of Radioactivity, your reputation precedes you quite a bit."

Part 2 here...