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[So, with introductions made, you're all left to your own devices for the time being. Explore, make friends, try not to go insane in your new surroundings. Maybe organize a game of that Trailseeker thing? Your time is your own.]

[You are woken every day at 7:30 AM by the same robotic voice that woke you on day one. At 11pm each night, a similar message plays reminding everyone about the start of quiet hours and dimming the lights.]

[If you want to talk to Penny, she can be found in the Security Office if she's not anywhere else in the Facility. Office hours appear to be whenever.]

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From:

in4apounding

[Well, he can certainly try.]

[His longer reach means he actually gets a pretty good grab at her neck. But once he does, they're at a mutual grabbing distance. Penny actually steps into his grip, closing the distance a little more, so she can strike out with her hands and take a firm grasp on the front of Patch's clothes.]

[And then she's just. Gonna. Bodily flip him over, slamming him into the floor.]

From:

downthepit

[Okay. That one definitely will definitely leave him on the ground for a while.

Just because he's an Undead doesn't mean that he can't take damage or get tired. He experiences those things the same as normal humans.

He just glares at Penny from the floor.]

You really know how to ruin someone's fun, don't you? I know you have something good stashed away in that room.

From:

in4apounding

[Penny stands over Patches, leaning down to pull him upright against the wall, glaring at him.]

I don't KNOW what's in that room, Mister Patches, just that NONE of us are supposed to go back there. That is why it's LOCKED.

[As she speaks, she draws up a hand, reaching for Patches.]

Edited Date: 2018-12-01 03:16 am (UTC)

From:

in4apounding

[-and gently taps him on the forehead with her fingers, like a cat bopping a kitten.]

There will be warm fruit pastries served with dinner this evening, and you are NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE ANY.

[She slides Patches back down the wall a little, propping him up so he shouldn't just immediately collapse entirely when released.]

And in the future please be more respectful of other people's property. I think that should be sufficient as a lesson, don't you?

From:

in4apounding

I am forced to disagree, Assistant.

[It's the same voice that's been waking you up every day here. Still sounding automated, still the same even tones of the wakeup messages. Penny's eyes snap up towards the nearest speaker for a second, before looking desperately to one of the cameras scattered in the corridor.]

What? No- I've got this handled!

The Trusty is hardly one to be dissuaded by lack of sweets. And after this display, I doubt you will be able to function as the kind of deterrent to the rest of the Participants as is necessary. I think a more abject lesson is needed here. It will be educational for everyone.

H- Researcher, please!

[Penny looks quickly between Patches and the camera, her expression terrified.]

Step back, Assistant. Now.

From:

mockmods

[A small panel, previously indistinguishable from the other tiles in the ceiling, slides open. Penny's eyes snap wide, and she leaps back from Patches, who slumps back against the wall and begins struggling upright.]

Trusty. Are you aware that human flesh burns at temperatures as low as 109.4 degrees Fahrenheit?

[Patches snarls up in the general direction of the ceiling, spitting.]

"Fuck you!"

Very well.

[A small metallic nozzle appears from the opening in the ceiling. A small glowing ball spits forth, arrowing down at Patches as Penny turns towards anyone who might have gathered at this point, waving her arms frantically.]

BACKBACKBACKBACKBACKBACKGETBACK-

[Patches has just enough time for his eyes to go wide in fear, and the tiny ball detonates.]

[It's a massive explosion, hot and loud and physical enough to push back or knock over anyone in the hallway. There's a short, cut-off scream, barely audible over the explosion.]

[As the light and heat fades, Patches is completely gone.]

[A barely recognizable silhouette against the charred wall is it.]

From:

mockmods

[The nozzle retracts, and the ceiling panel slides closed. The voice continues in the same pleasant tones.]

I believe that should sufficiently discourage any further attempts at lock picking. Assistant?

Ah-?

[Penny looks up from the aftermath of the fireball, eyes blank.]

Report to the Security Office immediately. We need to have a lengthy discussion.

I- yes. Sorry. I'll- yes.

[And wordlessly she pushes past any gathered Participants and numbly returns to Security.]

Edited Date: 2018-12-01 03:50 am (UTC)

From:

mightdoriya

[Mercifully, Izuku isn't there when the explosion goes off. He'd been in the Common Room, but definitely close enough to hear and feel the way it rocks the entire building. His notebook tumbles from his lap as he moves without thinking, running towards the direction of the sound of the blast only to just round the corner as the smoke from it is beginning to clear.]

What ha-!?

[He starts, but he's caught off guard by Penny suddenly shoving past him, causing him to falter and stumble to a stop. Only then is he able to look past her and onto the scene, his eyes falling on the silhouette that's so...strange for his eyes to comprehend that he can't quite suss out what exactly just happened here.

What...just happened here?]

From:

mockmods

[You know how in cartoons, when someone sets off a stick of dynamite and it leaves a little outline of them against a wall or whatever?]

[This isn't really anything like that, but it might be kind of similar if you squint, and ignore the smell of burned human.]

The Trusty overstepped his boundaries. The Assistant failed to effectively dissuade him from future transgressions, so I stepped in personally. Is that sufficient explanation for you, Shounen?

From:

mightdoriya

[Izuku listens to the voice as it explains to him what happened, but only...sort of. He doesn't come any closer to the site of the blast, because he doesn't really have to to see that someone just died and he will not be going any closer than this, thank you.

Actually...the one thing keeping him anchored is the fact he's being spoken to, and he has someone to answer. So he does, quickly, his voice clipped and his feet rooted to the floor.]

What did he...do to overstep boundaries?

[What on earth did he do to deserve being blown up on the spot, basically.

Adreniline is also a hell of a thing for Izuku, as it tends to be, so it's likely the full gravity of what just happened isn't going to hit him until he's coming down from that.]

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