400 days in quel'thalas 5

This is NOT a new series!! This is a CONTINUATION of Java Peppers' Guide to Quel'thalas. I took time and edited and proofread this, and as I am still making changes, a better version will be up elsewhere. I thought the title 'Java Peppers' was gay, and decided to change it. I already am working a few chapters ahead and plan to post the finalized version sometime soon on fanfiction.net. Anyways for the few people who did like JPG2QT and liked the past stuff I had (before deleting it), thanks for putting up with me, and enjoy!

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400 Days in Quel'thalas (Java Peppers' Guide) pt 5

Neore Oth Jael! Humans are Rats!

[Translated script from QT propaganda video] "Humans are the great failing of a species creation by the Great Sun. As they evolved from rodents, humans began to immerse themselves in the scum left from the elemental blights of the planet and became exposed to the primitive way of life of other beings restricted to the very fringes of sentience. As they evolved, they adopted pseudo intelligence from other species and failed the Sun's wishes to become a grand species that would one day at the Sun's will evolve into Sin'dorei and join us in Quel'thalas. The Sun is angry with humans and has called upon the Sin'dorei to punish humans by whatever means necessary.

However, there are few humans who still seek the Sun's greatness, and they must be guided in all strictness by the Sin'dorei in order to earn back the grace of the Sun. As for the others, the Sun has instructed the Sin'dorei that humans are animals in disguise and to be used as a resource…"

After the religious psi-washing, the first thing the blood elves put us through was a long, endless indoctrination of their anti-human ideology and laws, and there is so much that they wrote thousands of books of anti-human propaganda, ranging in topics from how despicable we are to how to treat us like slaves and so on. There are even blood elf scholars whose position is based on the sole purpose of how to regard human visitors.

This crash course lasted literally six weeks, and tied in with the Thalassian-second-language classes, and included field tips to the industrial areas where humans are raised and butchered like livestock.

Humans are inferior to blood elves. We are looked upon the same way as rats wallowing in their own shit. They like to think humans are lowly creatures who will steal, rape, destroy things, kill people, etc. They even accuse us of producing the plague of undeath and creating the Scourge, they literally think we were hosts to that virus. Humans deserve no respect whatsoever, and it gets worse than that.

Humans are good for use as slaves-living and undead, pets, torture subjects, target practice dummies, test subjects, and even food. Gal, who explained all of this in English and her loud, barking manner described in detail and showed us pictures and video clips of pretty much their best kept secrets, and they weren't the slightest bit concerned of this getting out, because the mentality is not at all like

oh shit, we're enslaving them, torturing them, and eating them for breakfast, lunch and dinner. If this gets out, we're in "trouble"

They have no shame in what they do to us, whatsoever, in fact they see torturing and killing humans as a good thing- they're punishing us for being so dirty, etc, and we are pretty much a huge source of labor, food, and materials. They have no shame whatsoever.

Of course, the catching and smuggling of humans into Quel'thalas by blood elf rogues has gone down since it is causing diplomatic trouble with the other factions of Azeroth, so they have created this massive industry where humans are kept as cattle from birth do death. And to make it worse, Gal even took us out to these nightmarish places around the country- this massive building called Kal'Ysos where humans were born and raised to be used as livestock- and it's not even born. Somehow the blood elves have advanced their technology to the point where they built these machines that act as artificial wombs. r

Neore. Ni'eleshme'dur miand! Human. It's what's for dinner.

[Translated video script]"Humans are always a constant threat if not monitored closely, but when a Sin'dorei is always vigilant with humans, they can be very valuable as not only a servitor or pet, but also as a resource of food and essences vital for use by farms and healers and for the benefit for all Sin'dorei. The Holy Sun commands all Sin'dorei to make well use of humans as they had failed the Sun in their existence."

Years ago many of these places were built and used for Tyndistor' Sin'scothar's massive reproduction program that boosted the blood elf population from 80,000 to over 1.4 billion in a matter of 50 years, and as the numbers were levelled off, reproduction plants were either shut down, or converted to livestock farms and slaughter plants.

In these massive reproduction machines, humans are grown from embryo to full adult form in a tank of nasty goop before being taken out and thrown in these huge pens to slump around; their minds as empty as that of a newborn baby. Blood Elf scientists and workers have already decoded the genetic structure and spliced genes here and there and literally re-designed the human body, to a limit but still. We were even given a tour of this hellhole.

The process is pretty much similar to what happens to chickens and cows, and it's like that shit you see in videos smuggled out from American slaughter plants by PETA showing the gore and torture and the conditions. It starts out, a human is taken from the pen, egg and sperm are extracted, human is either killed or thrown back in the pen, Egg and sperm are mixed in a vial and then placed in the goop tank, and literally in just a week a full adult human is grown. That goopshit is the liquefied remnants of the dead humans, or blood elves, whichever that the new human is fed. When its time, a worker opens up the chamber, and using a choke chain, lifts the human up out to be inspected. Then he is flushed down this tube and winds up in the pen to flop around. This is the general production place and here they take orders for either foodstock, or slavestock, or pets, and the process varies from there. Even the apothecaries take large orders of livestock to make undead slaves. They do this because now most blood elves comply with state and religious law, so numbers of condemned have dwindled, along with captives brought in by their rogues, it's been difficult lately for blood elf rogues to keep up the smuggling, and very costly, so the apothecaries have turned to livestock production facilities for new slaves.

For slave orders, the humans are taken and hooked up to these arcane computers and are programmed for basic body + handling movements, and Thalassian language, then they are shipped off to the apothecarium to be converted into undead. Undead slaves last much longer than living slaves.

For pet orders, same thing, only they are removed from the goop tank before they reach adult form, programmed with basic language and movement, and sold to, I guess, pet and live slave markets.

For food orders, it's the worst. Humans here are fed flesh of dead humans or that goop shit. They flop their way to these troughs and eat like pigs because they don't know any better. Like animals, they piss and shit everywhere and the whole pen is blasted with an arcane combusting agent to destroy the feces. Depending on orders, they will be fed other food such as this black jello-like matter, or by-products from crops elsewhere.

There is also a torture like process to boot for humans needed as food. Blood Elves believe the more pain and agony they go through, the more adrenaline they get, the better the finished product tastes.

Gal and the other blood elves forced Amy and I to watch this horrid show. We were there when 50 humans were taken for a food order. Blood elf workers armed with staves, wands, and arcane prodders started sparking and using the curse of agony on them to get them to move, and they had an arcane powered tiny bulldozer machine that shoved them out of the pen and they were herded down these ramps, and packed into these huge airtight bags and tossed into a giant cauldron of boiling water. The blood elf workers' reaction to their screams of agony was they simply wore earplugs. We also witnessed a bunch of livestock shoved into this giant grinder machine, and the sound of them being shredded up was so gross, I still have nightmares about it. Of course from there on what's left is carried down on a huge conveyor belt and they are made into whatever product is ordered. The worst thing I saw was 20 stripped to the bone while still alive. All the parts were, uh, to be shipped off to another place where medical products were made from humans.

Blood elf workers get really sadistic and gleeful from their job, and will often torture and beat the livestock, and they enjoy doing this and keeping the others cowering in fear.

When we were there, they had produced from human meat a kind of pate of which after the tour, the supervisor hosted a lunch, and to avoid winding up as food, Amy and I forced straight faces as we ate that. The tour was perhaps one of my most haunting memories of Quel'thalas, but it was only a sign of the most fucked up horrid things to come.

The reproduction plants that are used for blood elves are entirely separate. Blood elves are only mass produced like this when the government orders a population boost, say for the military, or to fill up a new city, etc. When a massive population boost is ordered, the livestock production places are converted to blood elf production.

Blood elf production is very different. To them, it's a reproduction means authorized by the Sun so new blood elves aren't tortured. Gal told us of how there's a blood elf meat market, but there's enough criminals to suffice as a reliable supply. They are programmed as adults, and well, to make it short, stick an egg and sperm in the goop tank, with goop made from other foods, program their minds while they are in, configure muscle growth, reflex ability, and as soon as the tank opens, you got combat-ready soldiers, or instantly skilled warlocks and mages.

After we left Kal'Ysos, we went back to the bible college where they were teaching us the anti-human doctrines; Gal explained to us the treatment concerning visitors. Now, because we were 'visiting,' the state doctrine says we were delivered by the Sun, and Gal was expected to make good on converting us to the religion, etc.

A Rara Isdadie'lo taithon ONNE! Thou Shall Learn to be PURE!

"Humans are a failure to the Sun. To best encourage a human to adopt the ways of the Sin'dorei, it is effective to show to them the fate they may face if they fail to obey the commands of their minders, or commit the treasonous acts of rejecting Sin'dorei teachings by any means. All humans who the Sun delivers to Quel'thalas must be shown the divine punishment in order to best deter them from the slightest insolence. Only then can they effectively learn the ways of the Sin'dorei and serve their masters well."

We were part of this project that had been ordered by Queen Kokain Sin'scothar, to have humans who would be well immersed in blood elf society and culture, religion, and law, views and values, and who the regime hoped could serve as human representatives of the Blood Elf kingdom, and make the blood elves look good, since everybody else in Azeroth sees them as these vile hate-mongering monsters. But in the mean time, we were expected just to learn an honest day's labor

Of course, if we screwed up, freaked out, went insane, or rejected anything, we were to be subject to torture and face an eternity of undead slavery.

Of course over the weeks of touring these slaughter plants, and storage places where humans were frozen in ozone ice, and going to the Sun temple in the mornings and evenings, along with being sprayed with ammonium solutions and being forced to drink all kinds of nasty-ass concoctions, this all intensified.

The Blood Elves weren't the least bit concerned about the thought that we just might get out and inform outside authorities. They delighted in showing what they do to humans, and often tour guides hoped we would screw up so they could kill us.

Gal knew that Amy and I were in some kind of survival mode of self repression to keep ourselves from going fucking nuts here, and so one day we were uh, praying by the altar with the nuns and monks, she and the other two guards come up, and started kicking the crap out of both of us, for no reason, and began shooting us with arcane sparks and brutalizing us with their magic, out of frustration knowing we were just mentally tanking through our tour through hell.

But she couldn't convince the other Blood Elves who were optimistic, and enlightened at how we were conforming. At the temples, we had already perfected going through the motions, and this was Amy's outlet, she'd cry and scream and go just nuts while reciting Thalassian scripture passages and begging to be touched by the Sun, of course in side her mind she was screaming, "oh God, get me the fuck out of here!" That's how she was coping, and she would just go absolutely insane at the altar, and since she was an actor in independent films before coming to Java Peppers, she successfully pulled off the act, and forcing herself to smile, fooling all the blood elves. They thought she was converting on all counts and even the high priestess wrote a letter to some higher-up expressing her optimism that Amy would become a good human rep or Quel'thalas.

Then again I worried that she was going to end up that way through sheer insanity. But then Amy signaled to me, by scratching her ear- that being a secret 'all good' signal between us- that she was fine.

After the end of our first month, we passed a very intense purity test held by a high priest, and we both passed. We recited Thalassian scripts for well over five hours straight, and recited the passage version of the anti-human doctrine, and how we were to conform to their ways, and all that.

After passing, the religious people deemed us worthy to live in Quel'thalas, and marked us with a tattoo of the religious symbol, it was a Sun symbol with a double x-cross. I got it on my left hand, you can see it here, but Amy, they tattooed her face, it covers her whole right cheek from her eye to her jaw.

She did not like it, but faked her thanks.

The whole experience no doubt had its intended effects, to grind us down, and do enough damage to break our spirits, and well of all the scarring, they did a good job. Now we were ready to join blood elf society as human servitors.

Belore's Grace: Quel'thalas Citizenship

After weeks of gruelling torture, rigorous non-stop indoctrination, religious psi-washing, we had passed the ultimate purity test that Galtrow said hardly any human passed before. After that exam, the blood elves became less aggressive with us, but still remained stern and warned us we could be killed for even breathing the wrong way. The difference was that we had gone up past a point where we would have to commit a crime to be deserving of punishment; not that so much as blinking at the wrong time wouldn't nerf the change in our status.

The next day, Gal and her guards took us to an office at this place in the small town of Inle, where a high official and a priest conducted the swearing-in; the oath of allegiance to the Sin'scothar regime and all blood elves, and so on. We had been memorizing everything for over a month, and we- we recited everything perfectly, not that having a death knight in the room watching us, waiting for us to stutter made it any easier.

Also at the same time, we were ordered to forget our own names and the town official assigned us new names. We were both named Sen. The town official also ordered to have our memories erased, since just knowing of our past existence deemed us to be too filthy to be granted servitorship. Amy and I almost panicked, and the death knight drew his sword, and we both froze. Then he had us bound in ice chains and we were taken away. That was, I guess, the second most terrifying moment as the DK's dragged us away, freezing us up so we couldn't move.

I thought that was it and the DK's were going to make us into undead slaves, and we did end up at the apothecarium and were tied down to the table. The alchemists injected us with numerous chemicals and I remember passing out. Much later, we were told that we had been injected with concoctions and blights not to make us into undead, but 'cleansed' our bodies of potential pathogens and caused controlled mutations in our bodies. It was to prevent the release of pathogens that could cause a disruption in the biological environment.

When I woke up, I couldn't remember jack shit about myself or my past life. Just nothing but knowing how to obey the Sun and the Blood Elves. After being brought back; our bodies wracked by the process, we were made to swear an oath of loyalty to the regime, the state, and the Sun. We also had to recite a passage of renunciation of any human ways, behavior or of past allegiances prior to coming to Quel'thalas. We went through the whole swearing-in process again so the town official would know the memory erasure process and bio-cleansing worked.

We weren't exactly granted citizenship because that's for Blood Elves only, although a vey few lucky returning outborns just might get though. Instead we were issued 'servitorship' a status saying we were formally allowed to exist inside Quel'thalas in the service of those Blood Elves who personally owned us as their pets or slaves.

Now, the mark of status, this visa, was the tattoo of the Rose Blood, a common flower in Quel'thalas. Out of concern for causing offense, the tattoos were inked on the backs of our ears.

After the initial ceremony, the town official lectured us for an hour on how we had been welcomed and of the expectations of us, and he laid out rules.

We were forbidden from talking to blood elves, talking freely on our own, speaking any language other than Thalassian; that being English. We weren't allowed to talk to each other or other humans. We weren't allowed talk to undead slaves unless working a job together, and any words exchanged were to be about the job only. We were forbidden to wear anything except the green robe.

We were required to actively obey every single order from our owners without question or attitude, etc.

In fact, they were free to do do us whatever they damn well pleased, of course blood elves engaging in romantic or sexual acts with blood elves were put to death. Same with humans. No human-on-human action, or human-undead or undead-undead. So much as touching another person warranted a brutal execution.

Basically, we had no rights or freedoms, we had no legal voice, in fact we were told that if any blood elf so much as pointed at us, the guards would cut out our vocal cords.

We were still slaves, no matter what they said. In fact we were still less than undead blood elves. Looking back, I am actually thankful that I could not remember my past life, because I would have had a complete meltdown.