I went in person to meet the leader of the The Bane Liberation Army and Helpers. At first she declined to help me. But when she recognized my desperation and suicidal state of mind, she acted immediately. She first put a cage around me to keep me from hurting myself, then TPed someplace for a short time. She returned and ordered me to come with her.
Pamela Bane waits in the safehouse.
After a short time, my BLA keeper returned with another woman who was wearing a white lab coat. She appeared to be some sort of doctor. They repeatedly asked me if I had my real key and I shook my head no. Then - somehow - the woman in the labcoat managed to attach my cuffs to a conveyor post. She must have gotten around the RR restraints!
Just seconds before my helmet was removed.
I began to hyperventilate as the doctor and BLA keeper approached me. The doctor started manipulating my helmet - and suddenly - IT WAS UNLOCKED!! I was UNBANED!!
They removed my gag and I tried to talk but my jaw could not move after 25 days with the gag in my mouth. The doctor and BLA keeper said there was no time to waste - they had to get the implant out of my head within 2 hours or I might die. I was strapped onto the operating table and a mask went over my nose and mouth. The BLA keeper was apparently a nurse on the side, and she started counting backwards from 10.
Just before I underwent surgery to remove the Custodian implant from my brain.
10.. 9 .. 8 .. 7 .. 6 .. 5 .. 4 .. 3 ..
When I came to, I felt groggy and a little sick from the anesthesia. In this state of semi-consciousness, I thought I heard the doctor say that the implant they removed from my brain could be re-used on another Bane.
Waking up from the anesthesia.
I was led back downstairs and placed back into the holding cell. I was told that I would need intensive counseling and therapy before I could be released back into society. I was also told that I would be safe from my former Custodian as long as I was in my cell.
The doctor and BLA keeper both said that I didn't smell very nice after 38 days in the Banesuit. (Hey I went to the Bane maintenance station almost every day - after I finally found it...) So they gave me a bucket of soapy water and told me to cut off the bane suit and wash my self. It feels so good to be out of that latex prison!
I am now waiting calmly for my therapy to begin this weekend. I am not sure why I am still restrained, but I trust the BLAH to do whats best for me now. I have started contacting my old friends from the Black Orchids too. I am looking forward to trying on some wigs.
THANK YOU BANE LIBERATION ARMY AND HELPERS!!!