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

[in4apounding]

...maybe, yeah.

[With the Researcher actively trying to initiate rule 7, this is suddenly all way above her pay grade.]

...I want- no, I need to at least try, though.

[eudaimonikos]

[He looks sidelong at her, gaze sharp and speculative.]

I'm a little surprised you still remember that happening at all.

[in4apounding]

What?

[Now she looks a little confused.]

The- blackmail and- that was just this morning, why would I not remember that?

[eudaimonikos]

[Michael snorts.]

Oh, I'm sure I don't know. Is this whole movie just going to be this girl whining about her dog?

[in4apounding]

Noooot the whole thing? A little ways in there's a tornado.

[eudaimonikos]

Guess that'll be exciting.

[He takes out one of those little notepads and starts to idly doodle.]

I kicked a dog into the sun once. Little dog, lot like that, but white. And also not real.

[in4apounding]

[She looked scandalized and ready to protest until that last part, honestly.]

...Into the sun from where?

[Details.]

[eudaimonikos]

The earth...? I mean, that wasn't real either, it was all a reality me and Janet made.

[He looks up to watch Mrs. Gulch do stuff, drumming his pen on the pad idly. It's angled so that it isn't at all hard to see.

Weirdly, it seems like somewhere in the doodles, he's written We've seen your memory get overwritten several times already. It can be done remotely.]