Gender Ignition Facility

A line-art drawing of the inside of a science facility. The view shows a spherical room with paneled walls, perhaps 50 feet across, lined with circular lense apertures one to three meters in diameter. A thick pipe enters from the right, supported by a heavy framework, pointing at a basket on a heavy hydraulic arm in the middle of the room. The pipe is labled as a health hazard 3, fire hazard 3, reactivity level 4 in a hazmat sign, with the bottom quadrant saying only ⚧ in eyewatering pink. It is the only pink thing in the room. The basket contains two people in hazmat suits. Between the two people in hazmat suits is a redaction labeled '2, 6, 7(f)' and at the end of the pipe is a redaction labeled '4, 7(f)'. — One of the few surviving images of the Gender Ignition Facility before its closure.

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In response to a prompt from [REDACTED] in a discussion of lewd shitposts, I smashed together a couple of images from the National Ignition Facility: one of the inside of the target chamber and one of the Dante soft X-ray power diagnostic.

Paraphrased, the prompt:

You know it’s dangerous and eldritch and horrifying and pernicious, but this rather than the usual horror tropes it’s apparent through clean industrial themes. You’re vulnerable and naked and escorted, handcuffed, through sterile white corridors by strong bodies in faceless MOPP suits, into a room that looks like the catching end of CERN, and just out of the corner of one eye you can see a triple-thick leaded-glass window full of technicians monitoring the situation. The only thing in the room is a plain dildo, and the machines.

You’re strapped to a chair, totally naked, while the technicians work around you. They don’t care about you; you’re just the experimental subject. They going to pump you full of something, and they’re taking every precaution possible not to get that something on their skin or in their lungs. It comes from tanks with scarily-high numbers in the NFPA 704 fire diamond, and the white “special hazards” quadrant says only ⚧

Something Energetic is going to happen here, something Powerful and Terrifying and no one here wants to be exposed to it.

They connect you to the dildo.