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*Uncontrolled laughter*

by TFwriterdud3

Chapter 14 in Broken Toys

You look around the room with a raised eyebrow, observing the functional library of sex-toys and devices, before the sheer ridiculousness of the setup starts to get to you. You break into a grin, then - before you can do much to stop it - find yourself laughing uproariou...

"Oh, is this all?"

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Chapter 14 in Broken Toys

You look around the room for a moment, shuffling through a shelf full of sex-toys and a library of various implements, before turning back to Mr. Baxter with a shrug. "Yeah, you're right. Nothing too strange here. Just a run-of-the-mill sex dungeon." The attorney looks st...

"Gross!"

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Chapter 14 in Broken Toys

You cannot disguise the scowl of disgust that spreads across your face as you look around the room. You're standing in a dead man's fetish chamber, looking at the souvenirs of his depraved escapades. How utterly *nauseating*. An __*Iron Maiden*__, for fuck's sake! No wonder...

"Ugh. REALLY?!"

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Chapter 14 in Broken Toys

You stare into the darkness, a scowl deepening on your face with every moment. Finally you slam the door shut, turning around to look at the lawyer standing reservedly beside you. "Tell me," you snap angrily, "does this man's will and testament *directly* call us all fools?...

"Well, THAT is gratuitous."

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Chapter 14 in Broken Toys

You squint through the darkness as you take in the scene. A literal pile of dead androids, some clearly left exactly where they fell, meets your examining gaze. Finally, with a laborious sigh, you pull the door shut. "The will **_requires_** that I must be shown that?" Mr...

"I'm going to be sick."

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Chapter 14 in Broken Toys

You stumble back from the storage room of the lab as if kicked in the gut, feeling the acrid burn of digestive juices rushing up the back of your throat. You **can't** look at this. It's just too much. You gag and cough as you turn away, leaning against the laboratory table, o...

"That BASTARD!"

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Chapter 14 in Broken Toys

You are so furious that it's hard to form *words*. "That... that... that _**monster!**_" you blurt out finally, stalking about the bare unfinished floor of the room as you try not to explode on the only other man nearby. "How _**dare**_ he?! Living comfortably upstairs, while...

"Huh."

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Chapter 14 in Broken Toys

You look about you, taking in the room slowly. It's clear that living in this space is intended as yet another form of . There's a single bed for two individuals, no comforts whatsoever aside from a few well-worn books, and barely any natural light. You're not even certai...

"Honestly? Pathetic."

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Chapter 14 in Broken Toys

You wander about, looking with vague half-interest at the various components of the room. There's the lone bed, which wobbles and creaks as you rest your hand upon it. It *can't* be particularly restful, especially when split between two individuals. There's the rickety booksh...

"Show me the playroom."

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Chapter 13 in Broken Toys

Sighing, you shake your head. "Might as well get it over with. Show me the playroom." Mr. Baxter replies with a nod. "Reasonable decision, sir - though I'm afraid Mr. Harold Rossum's 'playroom' may not *necessarily* be the most questionable part of this floor's contents."...

Introduction

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Chapter 1 in Broken Toys

>#CONTENT NOTICE! As the overall categorization functionality of CHYOA is somewhat limited, I feel it is important to let anyone heading into this story know in advance what all to expect within the course of the plot - so as to avoid causing distress or disgust on the part of...

"Show me the lab."

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Chapter 13 in Broken Toys

>##CONTENT WARNING - An image within this particular section contains significant robotic gore and the aftermath of destructive sadism. It is intended for emotional weight, ____not____ eroticism. If this is not something you feel like seeing, however, you may access a sanitized...

"Show me the lab." [CONTENT RESTRICTED]

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Chapter 4 in Broken Toys

"Harold had a home laboratory?" Mr. Baxter replies with a nod and a sigh. "If I were to guess, I would say it is where he constructed and maintained his... *'playthings.'* Not that I can state with any certainty, given that the technology is beyond me - but the evidence poin...

[NON-STORY] Content-Restricted Chapters

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Chapter 3 in Broken Toys

Within this section, I will be storing content-limited versions of some chapters that will be available elsewhere in the story. Those chapters, which will come complete with content warnings, will **also** include links to content-restricted versions. Those links will go here,...

"Show me the servants' room."

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Chapter 13 in Broken Toys

"First off, I'd like to see where Harold *actually* had Eve and Lily stay." Mr. Baxter nods, heading behind the stairs you've just descended. A roughly-forged industrial-metal door sits there, partially-hidden amidst the storage shelving, and he wrestles for a moment with the...

See the basement.

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Chapter 12 in Broken Toys

See the basement.

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Chapter 12 in Broken Toys

See the basement.

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Chapter 12 in Broken Toys

See the basement.

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Chapter 12 in Broken Toys

See the basement.

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Chapter 12 in Broken Toys