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

[eudaimonikos]

Nice to hear.

[Michael smiles a little, then turns his attention back to the stuff in the pan.]

So, this is good food?

[biolence]

The best. It's the food I grew up with.

[She's hastily throwing together ingredients, but it looks and smells good.]

You ever had Mexican?

[eudaimonikos]

Nooooo, but once I saw a restaurant that was simultaneously both a Taco Bell...and a Pizza Hut!

[He presents this information as if he's a small child describing meeting Mickey Mouse at Disneyland or something.]

[biolence]

That's—

[Rosa was honestly about to say "fucked up," but something strikes her. Maybe it's been a little too long in this place, maybe she's missing home more than she thought...]

Hilarious.

[eudaimonikos]

Right? Humans come up with the most remarkable ideas!