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Some of my sisters aren't quite a fan of the strap or vacuum seal of the mask designs. There are other methods, of course. Adhesive is an option. But there's a certain appeal—an *invasion* of self and a sacrifice of identity—to go for the subdermal option. (1/5)
Some of my sisters aren't quite a fan of the strap or vacuum seal of the mask designs. There are other methods, of course. Adhesive is an option. But there's a certain appeal—an *invasion* of self and a sacrifice of identity—to go for the subdermal option. (1/5)
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Slice into your skin, shimmy in the little magnetic attachment points, seal you up, and you have something in your skull that will ever-prevent you from a human MRI machine. The sensation is bizarre. You can feel electrical currents in the air, like whiskers on a cat. (2/5)
And you can feel when the mask is fitted. The little fragments of Adder Industries-brand magnetic anchors pulsing under the surface, eager and reaching for their twin polarities on the mask itself.
Can you imagine it? (3/5)
And the feeling when the connection is made and the magnetic-generation suballoy hums alive? The electricity feels like it's sipped from your soul itself and poured into the screen. (4/5)