[Click to a video of Prefect. He's sitting on a chair, holding a small stack of books, on the top of it, there's a dog eared copy of The Three Musketeers.]

This was the first book I read here on the barge, Comrades. Sam gave it to me... years ago now. [He pauses, leafing through the pages idly.] I haven't read many others. We didn't really ( Read more... )

[Video clicks on, annnnnd PREFECT TIME! The Camera is set up on Prefect's desk, and he's sitting in front of it. He looks slightly agitated, as if he's just trying to think of something, but he can't get it to come to his mind. Finally, he speaks, but his voice is slow, careful. As if he's not quite sure if he wants to be saying this.]We used ( Read more... )

[Click, and hey! It’s some video footage! Prefect is sitting in front of the camera, looking almost dementedly gleeful, and... what’s that piled high around him? But the cheap, tacky, Factory branded trappings of valentines day. Or at least, some of it is, some of it, on the other hand, is just stuff that Prefect has painted pink and is ( Read more... )

Manchester 1974

This was Sam's home, it was interesting to go there for a little while, but it was also dirty, disorgnized, and everyone who Sam knows appears to have a propensity towards shouting, grabbing, swearing, or all of the above. I was called many things, I am unsure what most of them meant.

Not drinking was literally impossible. Sam ( Read more... )

Comrades, Consumers!

Frustrated by your workload as a warden? Annoyed by your inmates stubborn refusal to accept and embrace your moral directives? Sick of the ports, floods, and death tolling? Comrades, do not be disheartened! For Wardens in your position there are a wealth of options all available for a very reasonable price!

[He spreads ( Read more... )

Is this--

...

Comrades? Are we--

[There's a long pause.]

I have-- cons--Comrades ( Read more... )

Comrades! Consumers! Haven't we had a flood of unfamiliar faces lately? Well allow me to personally greet each and every one of you to the Barge. My name is Prefect, and I am the sole operator of the Factories single outlet here ( Read more... )

Comrades! Consumers! The Factory would like to absolutely and categorically apologize for the complete failure of its staff to function in any reasonable capacity during the events of the week before last. Rest assured there were severe external influences disrupting the capabilities of its current outlet and staff body and the appropriate ( Read more... )

I don't think I'm supposed to be here, there isn't a register or anything...

I think this is a new world, and it obviously needs exploring. That can be my job then.

Okay, I'm going to start exploring now.

Going now.

Okay.

[ooc: Prefect lost Sam at some point, and decided after long and painstaking thought processes, that he would have to ( Read more... )

Sam?

The Vampires are out now, what happened to no one being left on their own. I mean, I've barricaded my door, so I don't think I'm in any trouble, but It would be nice to have some consistency in your random decisions on how the barge should be run.

After ten minutes or so this is added:Sam, the Admiral gave me a pile of gunpowder, and I'm ( Read more... )