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Day 43: Game Room, Third Shift

Aug 17, 2009 10:41

Peh. "Graduates." Who were they trying to fool? It's not like anyone here believed them, and no one ever visited the institute. What was the point in keeping up this sad little charade? To add to the realism of it? Well, whatever. If they wanted to continue this exercise in futility, that was fine with Porky. All it meant was that they spent more ( Read more... )

evangeline, grell, jun, s.t., klavier, kristoph, tsubaki, porky, eva, tyki, souji seta, the flash

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bullygeneraleva August 17 2009, 19:43:52 UTC

Evangeline was more or less of the same mind. The brainwashed patients that turned up at night were proof enough that their captors were adept at bending minds, but it didn't have anything to do with their boring daytime routines here, or the 'doctors' she hadn't even seen yet. All the real work here was being done behind locked doors; what purpose the rest served was anyone's guess. Well, being semi-free to wander around and harass her fellow inmates beat the hell out of being locked up like some lab animal, at least most of the time ( ... )

piggy_king August 17 2009, 21:35:02 UTC

Where was that damn long block when Porky needed it? That empty column was just begging to be filled, and he would have gotten at least 4 rows cleared if this stupid-

"Eh?" Porky said, looking up to see who had spoken to him. He thought he recognized that voice, but who could it... "Ah! Evangeline! So good to see you again!"

Porky quickly paused his game and stood up to greet his diminutive friend.

"So, how goes your undoubtedly sinister machinations?" Porky grinned, a little evilly, "Everything falling into place, I hope! Not so for me, unfortunately. You may not have noticed, but it seems like the Pigmask Club has permanently disbanded. Still, though. I have my health, and for that, I am thankful!"

Porky sat down on one of the sofas and patted the seat next to him.

"Well, Evangeline?" Porky said, "There must be some reason you called me out. Care to tell me what it is?"

bullygeneraleva August 17 2009, 23:56:35 UTC

Well, so far as Evangeline's plans went it just looked increasingly like she was going to end up babysitting Chise, but she was hardly about to admit that to just about the only person here who seemed willing to take her on her word that she was a first-class villain. Chise kept talking like she was some sort of barely-controllable superweapon under the idiot girl so with the right spin she probably could have but it was, on the whole, entirely too much trouble. And whatever else she was Chise was just embarrassing by nature ( ... )

piggy_king August 18 2009, 00:45:20 UTC

"Hee hee hee..." Porky chuckled, "So I guess that makes me less annoying than most of the patients here, eh? You're too kind, Evangeline. Then again, saying I'm not as annoying as most of these blithering idiots isn't saying much. As for me...I got something rather...useful last night. I'll show you, but keep quiet, alright?"

After looking around nervously to make sure no nurses were close by, Porky put his right hand into his pants and pulled out his lighter.

"So," Porky whispered, "This ought to come in handy, eh?"

Porky gave a quiet chuckle as he placed the lighter back in his pants, but suddenly grimaced and grabbed his right forearm.

"Ah..." Porky said, wincing a little, "That wasn't the only thing I got last night, though. Take a look at thisPorky pulled up his right sleeve and showed off his bite wound to Evangeline. It may have looked rather normal, but it still hurt quite a bit ( ... )

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rocksthecourt August 17 2009, 23:59:09 UTC

It seemed his nurse was aware of his slightly fouler-than-normal mood, and was making an effort to sound cheerful as she led Klavier from the Sun Room to one of the adjacent doors. She even exclaimed that he should be especially happy today. After all, a guest had made an appointment to come see him ( ... )

dasgift August 18 2009, 05:14:10 UTC

[No. Comfort your own mooching self.]

Kristoph was, in his own standards, becoming a very lazy man. The breakfast with poor little Miss Sohma had been more productive than the time he had spent afterward. Granted, his message had a purpose, but a part of him could not deny the element of boredom. Making men and women react was quite fun, a tad bearable for a day without shelf-upon-shelf of his most cherished nonfiction.

If only it held his interest as the bit of drama developing among his beloved adversaries. He should truly do something to dissuade the growing concern, shouldn't he? No, not concern. Kristoph Gavin did not feel anything beyond cheery goodwill and simple irritation.

And when I.R.I.S. spoke of matters better left in the realm of last week, the man was quickly reminded of an outlet for both.

He quickly searched through the available rooms of the shift, eventually finding his target--despondent as he should be--in the "Game Room". Silently, as not to cause alarm, Kristoph crept behind his little brother and...stood, ( ... )

rocksthecourt August 19 2009, 03:54:05 UTC

This was getting ridiculous. Six days. Six. Days. And he was no closer to figuring anything out than he had been when he first woke up. No, forget figuring things out. He barely had a focus. Every time he started concentrating on one thing, he was immediately distracted by something else. Time differences, motives, I.R.I.S., zombies, alternate dimensions. Nothing made sense. And that wasn't even touching upon the insanity and the idiocy of the people here; the people too blinded by their petty issues to bother working together ( ... )

dasgift August 19 2009, 14:32:02 UTC

Kristoph shouldn't laugh at the reaction, as humorous as it was. A smile would do, which thankfully matched in time with Klavier's attempt. "Oh, I'm sorry," he mused. "You seemed so engrossed in your thoughts; I had no heart to interrupt." There existed no other reason for the man to stand so close and so still.

"And I am perfectly fine." The smile, as quickly as it came, dropped. "You, on the other hand, appear distressed. What is wrong?"

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thecamellia August 18 2009, 06:08:56 UTC

[free, limitless]

The day was already half over, and Tsubaki had only eaten a pear and was now just finishing up a banana. Taking that into account--taking everything into account, such as last night’s events, and the news that more of her acquaintance had gone missing--Tsubaki didn’t feel up to making use of the chance to go outside, even if safe, controlled exercise would do her good. After seeing he was all right, she’d enjoyed sitting quietly and discussing other topics with Honey, but otherwise…

Otherwise, the heaviness in her heart seemed make the rest of her heavy when there was nothing to distract her ( ... )

deadlyjuliet August 18 2009, 08:21:56 UTC

[For the charming and tragic RomeoAnnelise! That poor dear. She may have had her uncle, but to think that her parents were missing! The fear she must have felt at thinking her parents may have been caught in that accident! Or...something. Sherry had been remarkably calm all things considered. In fact, it had almost been a bit creepy. If Grell were one to be creeped out, of course. Instead, he just renamed her Annelise and left it at that ( ... )

scarletspeedstr August 18 2009, 10:05:54 UTC

Well that had been a pretty depressing way to start the day. First ZEX having lost one of the people he cared about most, and then meeting and alternate Robin (who'd told him his name, which was awesome) and finding out that things were even more messed up with Bruce or something like that. He was starting to think it wasn't possible for things not to be messed up with Bruce ( ... )

deadlyjuliet August 18 2009, 14:40:57 UTC

The final pawn had just been set onto the board when he felt that tug at the back of his mind. Someone who wasn't quite human had just showed up - and lo and behold, a beautiful smile slid into the seat across from him. Grell returned the gesture, picking up the pawn he'd just set down and rolling it between his fingers. "Not long at all, love. I was just setting up ( ... )

scarletspeedstr August 19 2009, 03:27:53 UTC

"Just setting up?" Wally glanced down, finally noticing the chess board, and his smile wavered and was replaced by a slightly panicked look. "Uh, I'm, uh, really not good at this game," he said, sounding slightly desperate. "I mean, I don't really remember what some of the pieces do and I'm not so good at the planning thing--"

Which was painfully true. He just didn't have the attention span to play chess. It was bad enough sometimes having to wait for someone to make a decision on something normal, let alone waiting however long it could take for someone to figure out a chess move. And trying to hold a conversation on top of that would just be a nightmare, specially a conversation where he was trying to find out if what Bats had said was true.

He shot a pleading look at Grell, hoping that might have an effect. "Can't we just talk instead? I mean, I don't think I could concentrate on a game like this while you're sitting across from me."

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violent_varmint August 18 2009, 19:00:42 UTC

They had been ready when he awoke in the morning. Of course, they should have been... they knew what had happened the last night, they knew who had died and who had seen it happen. Tanaka barely had time to go five feet towards the nurse when that sting was in his arm again, and he found himself stumbling into the Sun Room, half-asleep and dazed, while the meat puppet that led him claimed that his friend Caleb "had made a full recovery and was discharged this morning." It had taken two whole shifts for him to come out of that haze, and then a note from the tentacled pervert to snap him back to his duty. The Captain had left them with orders, after all, and he'd take his own life before denying Zelnick's last wishes. Even if it meant caring for the mental state of the most incomprehensible VUX he'd ever had the misfortune of meeting. Even if it meant waiting idle for a shift while ZEX was "with a visitor and not to be disturbed ( ... )