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

Hall

[drladysounds]

...wow. In one swift move you have ensured nobody will ever come after you. Nobody dares to mess with someone with an axe.

[Looking cool, Anna!]

[emberserker]

I won't complain about getting this back, but how did they even fit this into the prize machine? Have you seen it?

[drladysounds]

I'd say magic but since it's you I'm sure you already discarded that as an option.

[...in which case...]

Nope, I got nothing.

[emberserker]

It doesn't make sense with magic. You know what the Professor's like. All he ever said was going on about his machines.

[drladysounds]

So the machine makes things smaller, and when it comes out it returns to normal size...

[Sounds plausible enough]

What other things come out of it? I haven't ever used it.

[emberserker]

Mostly rubbish. Tacky clothes, perishable food, bugs for some reason.

[drladysounds]

So it's like the Professor shoved all his garbage in that machine, trying to make us deal with it.

[Rude, Professor]

[emberserker]

Apparently. And ours, too. Honestly, the fact that he's gone through our things is almost more disturbing than the rest of this.

[drladysounds]

Is that axe something you carry with you all the time? He better not have broken into your house to get it.

[emberserker]

Do I look like I carry this all the time? Of course it was in my house. I have no idea how he got there, but it'd be easier than getting into where he got me.

[drladysounds]

[Huh. Now that Anna mentions that...]

Where did he get you from, anyway? It must have been a difficult place, if you say that.

[emberserker]

Magiaconatus' illusory realm. I know that won't make sense to you, so suffice to say only active mages participating in GRANBELM can enter it. That's five people, all of whom were already there.

[drladysounds]

...wow.

[Yeah. That sounded like nonsense. This Magicant place...oh well. What matters is that the Professor shouldn't have been able to get her]

...okay, that's a big reason to be worried about him. It doesn't sound like the kind of place he should even be aware of.

[emberserker]

He shouldn't be aware of most of this. The profiles, for instance.