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...





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[ 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

[drladysounds]

[Anna chastised her for giving up. This is it: Shelley is inspired. She's going to take a grip on her future and bend it to her will! What's something she has always wanted to do and never got the time for?

Writing! Her favorite genre is going to receive the blessings of Shelley Winters! For two days Shelley worked in her room, filling page after page of feverish writing. And finally...

...here she is at the library, giving it her last touches. Her work is done! To her side there's a 250 pages long handwritten manuscript]

...aaaaand done. Oh, Shelley, you so are the next Jane Austen.

[She places the last page on the pile, grinning with pride. This is a job well done!]

[snackooed]

Wow, that's pretty sizable for less than a week of work! I guess it is true when they say that limitation breeds creativity...

[ Ema's always been more of a science-minded person than a creative-type...or, at least, that's what she tells herself. Still, there's no denying that drafting something up so quickly is impressive! ]

So? Are you going to tell me all about it?

[drladysounds]

You bet I will!

[Shelley seems so proud, seriously]

This is a romance tale with dashes of urban fantasy, with extra care for those who seek some really spicy times. It's going to kick the literary word's derriere into next week. I haven't figured out a good title for it yet.

[snackooed]

Ah, I, er, I see!

[ oh no, it's smut-- ]

Well, if you need to come up with a title, I always think that tying in an important piece of dialogue is a good idea! Maybe have it echo back to something that someone says that you really want to leave an impression? That way, the reader's on the lookout for it!

[drladysounds]

So I should make it zesty and eye-catching, but easily recognizable. Right. It's going to be hard to think of one, all good titles seem to be already taken.

[snackooed]

Hey, there's nothing wrong with that, either. Nothing says that there can't be two books with the same title. More important than it being unique is that it has some oomph.

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[thieviusraccoonus]

Seems like everyone here is into this place.

[A quiet observation he decides to speak aloud, since everyone around here apparently can't hear him coming?? A lifetime of sneaking around has become his downfall, it seems.]

You're the first I've seen writing something down, though.

[drladysounds]

We're a very intellectual bunch.

[That's totally it]

Maybe it's matter of time before everyone else writes something too. There's so little to do in here you just have to find ways to keep yourself busy, right?

[thieviusraccoonus]

Honestly, if you have to choose between writing up that novel you've been thinking about, or killing someone for fun? Might as well set up everyone with a pen and a stack of paper.

Probably safer in the long run.

[drladysounds]

[Shelley snikers]

If it turns out this experiment liks the one about making a million monkeys mess with typing machines until one writes Hamlet I'll be both upset and a bit amazed.

[thieviusraccoonus]

I think I've heard that story. [Story, he says.]

To be honest, I don't see us writing Shakespeare anytime soon. Unless that's what you're jotting down right now?

[drladysounds]

Not really, but I'll be the Shakespeare of romance, you can be sure of that!

[She won't, and not for a terrible lack of skill]

[thieviusraccoonus]

[People with a terrible lack of skill have a surprising amount of ways of coming out on top. Especially if you're rich!]

In that case, you may want to read up on a few of Shakespeare's stuff. First tip: Romeo and Juliet? Not nearly as romantic as everyone says.

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[ladygeryon]

Wow! [Nira sounds pretty impressed as she looks at that.] How long have you been working on this?

[drladysounds]

Since Monday night! I got inspired and decided to get to work and continue until I was done, and here it is!

[ladygeryon]

Oh wow, that's impressive! What's it about? [She leans closer to get a better look at the first page.]

[drladysounds]

It's romance with some urban fantasy in it. Just a little something I thought up.

[The first page seems to set things up. The prose is compelling, at least it's encouraging to take a look further inside. Looks like Shelley is a competent enough writer, although there are some purply-prose sentences in there!

Keep reading?]

[ladygeryon]

[Oh, the fantasy bits are definitely attractive to Nira.]

Sounds interesting. Do you mind if I take a closer look?

[drladysounds]

Go ahead! Be my first reader!

[The first few pages afterwards are good! But the longer Nira reads, the more uncomfortable it feels. There's too much detail. It really feels like she's inside someone's head to the point where it feels invasive, weird, and so wrong. It doesn't help the romance receives a lot of focus, and it seems to be leading to racy content. Oh, geez.

It's impossible to go beyond like page 50 because of how intense and unnerving it gets. This is completely unpublishable despite being of quality!]

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[philoxenia]

[ Oh, wow. Mira's eyes widen a little as she looks at the impressive amount of work. ]

You wrote that all by hand?

[drladysounds]

I did! I had no laptop so I had to make do with what I had.

[She sounds so incredibly proud, seriously]

[philoxenia]

I can't imagine how much your hand must be hurting. That's amazing, Shelley.

Do you write a lot, then?

[drladysounds]

Nope, never! I used to write for the newspaper, but this is my first time writing a book. But if there's a moment to write, it's when you have nothing else to do!

[Like when you're trapped in an underwater complex being told to kill each other, but since she doesn't plan to commit murder, yeah, she needed to do something else]

So this happened! Maybe I should look for a critique before I send it anywhere, though.

[philoxenia]

Oh, a journalist! [ She nods, smiling lightly. ] And I do agree with you... We have plenty of time here and not much to do.

[ She pauses. ]

If you'd like, I can give it a read and tell you what I think? My best friend is a writer, and I've done that for him plenty of times.

[drladysounds]

Please do! I'm sure you'll find it's a state-of-the-art work!

[You're so going to regret it, Mira]