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1 yr ago
Current Happy Halloween!
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1 yr ago
I used to love the holiday season as a kid, but these days I’m terrified that the strange man in red is going to break into my home again and leave another suspicious package under one of my plants.
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2 yrs ago
Alright, that's it! I've had enough of this damn heat. Bring me my matches, it’s time to burn the sun down.
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2 yrs ago
If there are 3600 rats living in my bones and I eat one every second, how long will it take me to eat all the rats? Assume each rat undergoes binary fission exactly once every hour.
2 yrs ago
Adventurer, the rats in my basement have merged into a fractal entity! I will pay you 4 silver coins to slay the infinite rat(s) in my basement.
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Felix Jones — MY-1801-FJ

While awaiting a response to his earlier question the boy took a moment to note the specifics of the figure's appearance. It was humanoid but seemed to be covered entirely in some kind of inky black material, broken only by a pair of staring white eyes. A pair of horns adorned the figure's head and wisps of black smoke clung close to their skin. In the flickering light, most probably would have found such a creature's appearance to be terrifying or demonic, the boy instead found himself wondering if such a creature could even speak for its seeming lack of a mouth and the mounting silence between them.

As if in response to his internal musings, the figure began to slowly shake its head, snapping the boy back to the present where he remembered his question. Realising what this meant the boy's gaze fell to the ground once more. It looked like the stranger didn't know what was going on either. Was their mind also filled with fog? Disappointed the boy sank back into his thoughts, wondering what he should do next. Ask more questions? It didn't look like the figure could talk... Try to find someone else? Meeting one person had already been difficult enough. The boy’s head spun as he tried to formulate a plan of action, the whole process seeming unfamiliar to him as though such things were normally dealt with by someone else.

Looking up the boy noticed the figure was holding something to him, the fluffy thing they'd been carrying under their arm. The boy recognised the object as being some kind of stuffed toy, recalling having seen something similar in his room when he'd first woken up, though that one had had an appearance much closer to his own than the one being presented to him now. As the boy tentatively reached out to accept the offering he heard it, the singular word, “Friend.”, a momentary flicker of the lighting making it impossible tell just how the figure had spoken.

It took the boy a few moments to process the meaning behind the word, excitement beginning to well up within him as he did. The boy felt like he hadn’t had a lot of friends before, and not just because of his lack of memories, more like he wasn't sure how to make them. So when the shadowy figure offered him their friendship, the boy couldn’t help but grin.

"Thank you!"

As he hugged his friend's peace offering, the boy noticed someone else approaching from further down the hallway. Darting behind his new friend, the boy peeked out from behind them and observed the newcomer, this one having a far more common appearance for a human, or at least one closer to the boy's own. The boy briefly wondered if he should ask the newcomer if they knew what was going on, but decided against the idea, he already had his new friend for help, even if they were of very few words.

@Bartimaeus@AelitaJezebelle
Someone dropped out. Join the discord server and give us a yell, we don't bite.


Wait we don't bite? Oops...
Felix Jones — MY-1801-FJ

Even if he could no longer recall it the boy had spent the vast majority of his life in Facility B, to the point where even before he’d lost them his earliest memories were spent surrounded by various anomalous beings within Facility B's stark white halls. Consequently, the boy's idea of what could be considered normal had been stretched to an absolutely absurd degree, so much so that when the boy saw the shadowed figure step out from their room across the hall from him, the boy was neither frightened by its inhuman appearance, nor did he find it at all odd to see such an imposing figure holding such a cute plushie. In fact, in his own mind, the boy could find nothing out of the ordinary about the scene in front of him at all. No, instead what caused the boy to shrink away from the demonic-looking figure, was the sight of it waving at him, years of limited human interaction having conditioned the boy into being shy around those he was unfamiliar with.

The boy averted his gaze, letting an awkward silence hang between the pair for several long moments as he fidgeted and tried to work out what to say. Finally, the boy looked back up at the shadowed figure and spoke, “Um… could you please tell me what’s going on?”, the boy asked, frowning for a moment before adding, “… I think I forgot?”.

Having asked his question, the boy’s shyness subsided, if only a by little, as he stared at the shadowy figure with expectant, hopeful eyes and awaited a response. As needlessly awkward as he’d made the encounter the boy still felt rather pleased with himself for having successfully spoken to an unfamiliar human being, sensing that that was probably some kind of personal achievement for him.

@Bartimaeus
Felix Jones — MY-1801-FJ

A young boy awoke sprawled out face-first atop a cheap wire mesh bed. In spite of his uncomfortable resting position, the boy wore a peaceful expression as he attempted to settle himself back into sleep, only for the piercing sound of an alarm to ring out from somewhere outside, its ringing wrenching him from his serenity and into wakefulness. Almost as if on cue the boy's stomach growled, urging him to get up and ready. Wait who? And ready for what?

Visibly confused the boy sat up rubbing the tiredness from his eyes, feeling something was off as he noticed the lighting flickered eerily. “Huh? What’s going on?”, he mumbled to himself, taking a moment to look around the room, surprisingly plain and sparsely furnished for a kid of his age, with little more than a cheap desk and bed. Stranger still was that the room he found himself in seemed entirely unfamiliar to the kid, his frustration and confusion only growing as he tried to search his memories for answers and came up with nothing but haze.

Getting up the boy examined himself as best he could in the current conditions, taking note of his surprisingly long black hair and the simple grey dress he wore, entirely devoid of colour save for a single yellow patch. Like everything else he’d encountered since waking up, the boy found even his own appearance strangely unfamiliar and alien. Was that normal? It didn’t feel like it

Eventually, with the last of his grogginess overtaken by his confusion, worry and now gradually mounting curiosity, the boy looked towards the door. Maybe there was someone outside who could tell him what was going on or maybe where he was? That seemed pretty likely and it wouldn’t hurt to try and find something to eat in the meantime… With that in mind, the boy approached the door, peeking out before tentatively stepping into the space beyond.

“Hello? Is anybody there?”

@Lady Selune Ahh, I got this done! I know I was meant to run the power by you beforehand, but I kind of forgot and had the thing mostly written up anyway so here's as good a place as any I guess. Sorry about that.

EDIT: Adjusted some of the numbers and units at Ginnungagap's suggestion.
@Lady Selune Are applications for this still open by any chance?
@TheMushroomLord sorry full


Oh well, that's too bad. I'll probably be lurking around in case something does free up then.
Are there spots still open by any chance?
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