WEEK 1

[bathymetric]

Well, you've now met the brains of the operation, as well as the shockingly nice-looking young lady in charge of day-to-day business. Now all that's left is to get used to your accommodations - there's 24 other people in similar shoes to yours to meet in this building, you know! And who knows how much longer you might have them...

The daily routine in the facility quickly becomes obvious - the only way to tell time moment to moment is to check the strange device The Professor gave you, but at the same time every day the lights in and out of the facility go up, and at the same time every night they go down. Otherwise, it's almost maddening sometimes, how little happens in here. At least you have a few rooms with enough to hopefully keep you occupied. Who knows what secrets they might hold? And there's always that vending machine, if you can find something that fits in the coin slot...





MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
FRIDAY | SATURDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to Peace Week! Enjoy it while it lasts. Remember, office hours for The Professor's Assistant are over here if you're interested, while regains can be deposited over here! ]

Comments

[nothingcanstop]

[ Why's everyone so tall here? Jeez... It's like living in a world of Launchpads. Della follows and nods. ]

That'd be great, yeah. Thanks.

[bolderfell]

[Please, Therion could be built like Launchpad McQuack in his dreams. He moves the ladder into place and steps out of her way.]

Don't mention it.

[He starts to head back to his corner, but glances back.]

Adventures can get pretty messy. Try not to drop a shelf on my head, all right?

[It's hard to tell, but he miiiiiight be teasing. Just a little.]

[nothingcanstop]

[ The joke of this all is Launchpad is five feet tall but buff as hell.

...Della smirks. ]

If there's any incoming debris, I'll give you a nice warning, how's that?