War Week

[mockmods]

[A week has gone and past, as has the first of your number. The Researcher revealing himself, more or less, by punishing Patches, the Trusty, for pushing an unclear boundary.]

[And yet, routine seems to have returned. The Researcher makes morning and evening announcements as if nothing has happened. Meals are served in the dining hall. The copies of Oregon Trail in the computer lab now have a text-only mode for some reason? Penny has not been seen since Friday, and attempts to access the Security Room have been fruitless.]

[But overall, life in the Facility has remained unchanged. But the atmosphere is getting tenser - sooner or later something is going to break.]

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Comments

breakfast

[biolence]

An idiot.

[Rosa flops down across the table from Spy Boy with two (2) heaping plates of breakfast food and starts shoveling hashbrowns and eggs in her mouth.]

Or possibly someone who once worked at a Chuck E. Cheese.

[boxtrot]

Of course.

[Spy begins to take a sip of his coffee, but pauses. He tilts his head slightly, bemused.]

Who the hell is Chuck E. Cheese?

[Ol' Charles Entertainment won't exist for another 7 years in Spy's timeline.]

[biolence]

A robotic mouse who serves pizza to children and hypnotizes them into his ball pit.

[Completely deadpan.]

[boxtrot]

A pied piper with horrible taste in culinary names and a sense of historical irony. God help us.

[biolence]

Mm, no.

[Rosa gulps down another massive forkful of eggs.]

That's a godless place. Trust me.