ｓｃｉｅｎｔｉｓｔｓ － week 0

[judgejudy]

SCIENTISTS & OVERSEER WEEK 0 Unlike everyone else, you know exactly why you're here. You've been hired to do a job, and it's time to carry it through. Sure, it's a bit odd to wake up with all the residents you were going to be overseeing, but it doesn't really matter. Once everyone is asleep, you have a chance to slip out. After all, the curfew doesn't apply to staff. Once you've left your assigned apartment, Judy's calm, even voice speaks up from the ceiling. "Good evening. It's time to get to work..." She directs you down to the first floor, through a courtroom and an eerily clean room where there's a number pad. You know the code already: 6227#316. Down you go into the operating theater, and through it to the program labs. Here, you'll find everything you may need to carry out your work from the terminal describing that work to a wide variety of tools to be used in the operating theater. After all, none of this is unfamiliar to you. Since you woke up, you knew what you were going to be doing here. You just had to wait until the curfew was in place. The drugs that effect everyone else don't bother you, since you received your shot to resist it. Though, oddly, you know you have that resistance, but you can't quite remember when you got it... Welcome, science team. It's time to get to work so that you can go home all the quicker.

Comments

[chiseler]

[He sort of stares at Bigby for a moment, trying not to laugh.]

You'd know about the paranoid type wouldn't you? Which ones? [There's a pause then.] And you can sleep later, this is probably more important.

[puffing]

There's a young British lady among us. [ Lara. ] She was pulling shit apart in the bathroom to see if we were observing. Not that she was particularly off about it, but... definitely something to keep an eye on.

[ he's just going to stare at Luke with a blank face when he brings up sleep. ]

And how do you think we'd be able to sleep, exactly? People would get suspect if we just pass out in middle of the day. Considering we're supposed to be knocked out like the rest of 'em...

[chiseler]

Yeah? Must be used to being watched. She didn't give me that impression when I spoke with her but I think she was more concerned about me drowning myself.

[He lifts both eyebrows.] I dunno, lie to them and say you're a narcoleptic? We're not working every single night, are we?