say hello to our new arrivals, and goodbye to the departing

[vivariummods]

T H E  W A R E H O U S E 【 day 23 】 Hello newcomers, welcome to the 【 Warehouse 】. Once you escape your elevator, you will find yourself here. It's strangely empty for a warehouse. Aside from the elevators you've come out of, there's nothing else here. In fact, the longer you look around, the stranger everything looks. Every window has been bolted shut, with no way of removing the steel coverings. The only source of illumination comes from the florescent lights above. Along the walls are numerous amounts of surveillance cameras, watching every bit of movement and listening to the sounds of everyone and everything. Every door is locked up tight, with no clear way of opening them, and there's one giant door with a 9 painted on it. It's a rather strange place, and there seems to be a lot of people here, so go introduce yourselves? For the "old-timers" and "newly-become-old-timers", come meet your new fellow test subjects. You haven't had more than one person arrive in a long while, so what a surprise! This also means that there are two elevators that you can jump into and have a nice, long, cold bath in! How generous of Calhoun.

Comments

[puzzlinglad]

[He pointedly pulls the paper off the notepad, gives her A Look, then folds it. Then puts it in the suggestion box for Calhoun.]

That's probably where it belongs, to be quite frank.

[skyentificmethod]

[She gives a surprised little laugh at that; she hadn't expected that, especially not from Hershel]

Well put.

What're you collecting art for, anyway?

[puzzlinglad]

[he smiles a little, embarrassed at being kind of crass himself but fuck calhoun and zero, seriously, they deserved that.]

I suppose it's just something to do we weren't able to before. Besides, I had to see if you were secretly a very artistic soul. [it'd turn the gossip on it's head.] You play the organ, or know the basics, maybe you're jack of all trades- science and music and art.

[skyentificmethod]

A renaissance woman, huh... I don't feel like I know that much about art, though, or feel any creative energies trying to burst out. Think you'll need to ask some other people about your search for the next da Vinci.

[puzzlinglad]

I guess so... I bet Sasuke would be good, he's very- [he considers how to word it] -well, deep seeming I guess?

I wonder if I could talk Jake into drawing something... [absolutely worth a try, absolutely.]

[skyentificmethod]

Only one way to find out. I wanna see them afterwards, if you do.

[puzzlinglad]

If I manage this important mission I'll do my best to save the results for you to see. [scout's honor sign.] I can't promise Jake won't throw me on top of the elevators for that, but I believe it'll be worth the risk.

[skyentificmethod]

He couldn't literally throw you up there...?

[puzzlinglad]

It was more he picked me up and just put me up there. He did the same with Clive, he's completely mental and likely needs years of study for scientists to understand how his mind works.

[skyentificmethod]

...Yeah. He should know that there is such a thing as bad touch and generally communities don't look well on old men manhandling kids.

[puzzlinglad]

Ema, crass. I guess I should be happy he put Clive up there and didn't throw him or something else. Apparently Clive was trying to steal from him, probably for a 'show.'

[skyentificmethod]

What? In our community we don't want our children trapped in high places.

And what did you have to do with Clive stealing things?

[puzzlinglad]

You can say that without troubling insinuations you know...

I was an innocent bystander! I came by, saw Jake being mental and putting Clive on an elevator, and when I went to help Clive he told me I needed to think about my decisions and put me up there too! [pity him, this shit was too ridiculous for his delicate british sensibilities]

[skyentificmethod]

I insinuated nothing other than that Jake is a flagrant boy-carrier, which your own testimony proves is true.

How did you get down, by the way?

[puzzlinglad]

A flagrant... boy-carrier. [What kind of title was that even] He certainly picks up a lot of titles.

Um... well, getting down wasn't the problem so much as Jake may have guarded us so we couldn't just get down so- when he got bored, that's how. [magical evening.]

[skyentificmethod]

Sounds like a heck of a date.

[puzzlinglad]

Clive spoke to me and didn't sound disgusted so I suppose maybe it was a good thing. [ignoring that date comment excuse you]

[skyentificmethod]

[look you are the one in a poly ship, don't be so closed-minded]

Things are looking up, then?

[puzzlinglad]

[don't offend his delicate british sensibilities with you japaniformia nonsense.]

I hope so, I'm going to try talking to him again when he wakes up. Maybe he'll be so mad at Mr. Wilder he'll forget to be mad at me for a while.

[skyentificmethod]

Good luck. It's been a long time, there's not much point in holding a grudge here.

[puzzlinglad]

I agree, though I can't say I imagine many of the others do with how things go sometimes.