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

[puffing]

Mm. Yeah. Not gonna argue with you about that.

[ sorry reese ]

If Rhys is that eager to kill a kid, he shares the same amount of risk as us and the other twenty-nine people.

[jackhole]

[ both of you fucking suck ]

Okay, excuse you, but I can lie just fine. And I'm not eager, I just think he's a dick. I think all of you are dicks! And I wouldn't mind if a skag decided to have a mid-morning snack with you.

[puffing]

[ le fucking sigh ]

You sure? Is that your voice cracking already, or are my ears hearing things?

―And what the fuck is a skag?

[jackhole]

My voice is not cracking.

[ high-pitched-troy-baker.mp3 ]

And a skag is... it's a fucking skag, man. It eats people and poops out of its mouth and is like, literal murder on four legs. A skag.

[puffing]

Mmkay. Whatever you say, pal.

[ pretty sure he's never heard of a damn skag where he's from. going to just chalk that one up to Rhys being weird again. ]

Forget I asked. Let's just stay on topic, yeah? Instead of coming up with shit just to threaten your colleagues with.

[jackhole]

[ very huffily muttered now: ]

I'm not... making it up.

[ everyone sucks and he's sad now ]