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@raptureosha
[Jack of @raptureosha knocks on Rep's door.]
Rep doesn’t answer. The only sound coming from their room is a soft crying.
[After a moment, Jack comes in with a little redhaired girl in a yellow dress holding their hand.]
Are you okay? [The girl asks.]
Rep looks up.
Please... go awa.y
[Jack tells the girl to step outside for a moment.]
Rep? [He signs.] What happened?
[Jack of @raptureosha knocks on Rep's door.]
Rep doesn’t answer. The only sound coming from their room is a soft crying.
[After a moment, Jack comes in with a little redhaired girl in a yellow dress holding their hand.]
Are you okay? [The girl asks.]
[Jack of @raptureosha peers into Rep's office and lets out a low, worried groan, having heard crying as he passed by.]
*Rep is crying in their office, the lights are off*
[He gently taps on their desk and croaks out their name in an attempt to get their attention.]
*Rep looks over to Jack*
Jack… I am sorry… you keep walking in on… my break downs.
It's okay, [he says, with a smile.] I understand. Do you want to talk about it?
Sure... I just lost someone I loved dearly... It really hurts.
I'm so sorry, Rep.
[He hums softly and reaches out to gently touch their shoulder. His humming is odd and mechanical, more like the groaning of an old machine than anything else. It seems almost to be some sort of song in an attempt to soothe Rep.]
*Rep smiles slightly* Thanks for coming in to check on me. It means a lot.
Of course. You look like you needed it. Do you need.. [He pauses and taps on his biceps for a moment, thinking.] Need a distraction? I'm not sure if that's a bad thing to ask right now, but it might help.
That would be nice.
Are you hungry? Maybe some food would be good.
Yeah, probably a good idea.
Alright. To the cafeteria, then. [Jack then smiles and offers Rep his hand.]
*Rep takes Jack’s hand and they head to the cafeteria*
What do you want? [Jack asks when they've let go of Rep's hand.] ..How much does food cost here?
[Jack of @raptureosha peers into Rep's office and lets out a low, worried groan, having heard crying as he passed by.]
*Rep is crying in their office, the lights are off*
[He gently taps on their desk and croaks out their name in an attempt to get their attention.]
*Rep looks over to Jack*
Jack… I am sorry… you keep walking in on… my break downs.
It's okay, [he says, with a smile.] I understand. Do you want to talk about it?
Sure... I just lost someone I loved dearly... It really hurts.
I'm so sorry, Rep.
[He hums softly and reaches out to gently touch their shoulder. His humming is odd and mechanical, more like the groaning of an old machine than anything else. It seems almost to be some sort of song in an attempt to soothe Rep.]
*Rep smiles slightly* Thanks for coming in to check on me. It means a lot.
Of course. You look like you needed it. Do you need.. [He pauses and taps on his biceps for a moment, thinking.] Need a distraction? I'm not sure if that's a bad thing to ask right now, but it might help.
That would be nice.
Are you hungry? Maybe some food would be good.
Yeah, probably a good idea.
Alright. To the cafeteria, then. [Jack then smiles and offers Rep his hand.]
[Jack of @raptureosha peers into Rep's office and lets out a low, worried groan, having heard crying as he passed by.]
*Rep is crying in their office, the lights are off*
[He gently taps on their desk and croaks out their name in an attempt to get their attention.]
*Rep looks over to Jack*
Jack… I am sorry… you keep walking in on… my break downs.
It's okay, [he says, with a smile.] I understand. Do you want to talk about it?
Sure... I just lost someone I loved dearly... It really hurts.
I'm so sorry, Rep.
[He hums softly and reaches out to gently touch their shoulder. His humming is odd and mechanical, more like the groaning of an old machine than anything else. It seems almost to be some sort of song in an attempt to soothe Rep.]
*Rep smiles slightly* Thanks for coming in to check on me. It means a lot.
Of course. You look like you needed it. Do you need.. [He pauses and taps on his biceps for a moment, thinking.] Need a distraction? I'm not sure if that's a bad thing to ask right now, but it might help.
That would be nice.
Are you hungry? Maybe some food would be good.
[Jack of @raptureosha peers into Rep's office and lets out a low, worried groan, having heard crying as he passed by.]
*Rep is crying in their office, the lights are off*
[He gently taps on their desk and croaks out their name in an attempt to get their attention.]
*Rep looks over to Jack*
Jack… I am sorry… you keep walking in on… my break downs.
It's okay, [he says, with a smile.] I understand. Do you want to talk about it?
Sure... I just lost someone I loved dearly... It really hurts.
I'm so sorry, Rep.
[He hums softly and reaches out to gently touch their shoulder. His humming is odd and mechanical, more like the groaning of an old machine than anything else. It seems almost to be some sort of song in an attempt to soothe Rep.]
*Rep smiles slightly* Thanks for coming in to check on me. It means a lot.
Of course. You look like you needed it. Do you need.. [He pauses and taps on his biceps for a moment, thinking.] Need a distraction? I'm not sure if that's a bad thing to ask right now, but it might help.
[Jack of @raptureosha peers into Rep's office and lets out a low, worried groan, having heard crying as he passed by.]
*Rep is crying in their office, the lights are off*
[He gently taps on their desk and croaks out their name in an attempt to get their attention.]
*Rep looks over to Jack*
Jack… I am sorry… you keep walking in on… my break downs.
It's okay, [he says, with a smile.] I understand. Do you want to talk about it?
Sure... I just lost someone I loved dearly... It really hurts.
I'm so sorry, Rep.
[He hums softly and reaches out to gently touch their shoulder. His humming is odd and mechanical, more like the groaning of an old machine than anything else. It seems almost to be some sort of song in an attempt to soothe Rep.]
[Jack of @raptureosha peers into Rep's office and lets out a low, worried groan, having heard crying as he passed by.]
*Rep is crying in their office, the lights are off*
[He gently taps on their desk and croaks out their name in an attempt to get their attention.]
*Rep looks over to Jack*
Jack… I am sorry… you keep walking in on… my break downs.
It's okay, [he says, with a smile.] I understand. Do you want to talk about it?
[Jack of @raptureosha peers into Rep's office and lets out a low, worried groan, having heard crying as he passed by.]
*Rep is crying in their office, the lights are off*
[He gently taps on their desk and croaks out their name in an attempt to get their attention.]
[A scarred blond man from @raptureosha in a pink sweater comes in, looking around a bit anxiously.]
Welcome welcome! To the Wrong Choice, I mean. How can I help you? [Nezzaine grins and waves at the man.]
-- @raptureosha --
Hello, [the man signs. They smile politely.] I just want a drink. What do you have?
[Nezzaine squints, then her eyes brighten.] Practically anything! Got a desir'n for somethin' that'd get ya' half-seas over on the first sip? We have that! Anything and everything. Courtesy of yours truly. Why don't you have a seat, ya' hotsy-totsy lad?
[Jack makes a creaking noise that sounds like a chuckle and takes a seat.] Okay. Do you have plain whiskey, then?
Indeed we do! Got a preference for strength?
Nothing too strong.
[She slides across a small glass of whiskey.] Want to talk while ya' drink? Alright if not!
[He takes a cautious sip and then smiles at Nezzaine.] Sure!
[A scarred blond man in a yellow sweater and a black-haired girl in something vaguely resembling a diving suit from @raptureosha are cautiously poking around.]
“Hm?” She looks up from her book, smiling warmly at the sight of the two. “Oh! Come in, come in. My name is Hestia!”
[The two look up and approach. The man waves and the girl smiles back, a little awkward.]
Uh.. Hello, [the girl says. The man scans the area.] I am Eleanor, and this is Jack. [Jack grins and points at himself upon being referred to.] We heard this was a haven of sorts?
Hello there, this is a cool place you've got here. Mind if I explore a bit?
@union-of-mad-scientists
Oh?
[Tenenbaum looks up from the damned machine she had been inspecting. She looks a little surprised for a moment.]
Oh, yes, er, hello. My apologies, we are.. still repairing. I presume you came from OSHA?
"From that general area, yeah. I'm Merlyn, from the MSU." She offers a handshake. "What should I call you?"
I am Brigid Tenenbaum. It is nice to meet you, Merlyn.
[She shakes Merlyn's hand.]
Welcome to Rapture. It is.. under construction, right now, but there are some safe areas to explore.
Merlyn smiles. “Lovely! If you could provide some direction, I would appreciate it.” She glances at the machine Brigid had been working on. “Oh? What’s that you’ve got there?”
Ah, this.. This is called a.. [Brigid frowns, looking troubled for a moment.] ..A Gatherer's Garden. We are working on salvaging them.. we do not think that they have any use, not anymore, but.. Perhaps there is something that they can be used for.
Merlyn hums, and walks up to inspect it. "Do you know what they used to do?"
I suppose you do not know about Plasmids. Or ADAM and EVE- not the biblical figures.
"Not really. Would you mind telling me about them?"
Merlyn sets to work excavating any usable-looking parts from the Gatherer's Garden.
Plasmids are serums made from a chemical called ADAM that allow for genetic modification through modified stem cells. This one had Electro Bolt, which allowed the user to manipulate electricity.
"Ah, that is fascinating. Most of my own experiments with genetic engineering have involved growing new creatures, not modifying existing ones..."
They humm a little. "How exactly does this electro-bolt work?"
It is simple. Once you inject yourself with EVE- what's needed to use a Plasmid- and apply the Plasmid.. you have electricity at your fingertips.
“No, I meant, like, what genes does it change and how do they create this ability. But if that’s beyond your knowledge, it’s fine.”
Mer continues scrapping the machine.
“I was just wondering if it was at all related to my own propensity to have lightning strike around me.”
It is likely unrelated. I believe I could give you copies of the research, although I.. [She falters and frowns.] ..I was involved in other areas, myself.
Mer nods. “I would appreciate copies of the research. But what did you work on? I’m curious now.”
[Tenenbaum cringes. She's quiet for almost too long, staring at the broken machine.]
...Genetic modification, [she says, weakly,] of other sorts. It is not something I am proud of.
Hello there, this is a cool place you've got here. Mind if I explore a bit?
@union-of-mad-scientists
Oh?
[Tenenbaum looks up from the damned machine she had been inspecting. She looks a little surprised for a moment.]
Oh, yes, er, hello. My apologies, we are.. still repairing. I presume you came from OSHA?
"From that general area, yeah. I'm Merlyn, from the MSU." She offers a handshake. "What should I call you?"
I am Brigid Tenenbaum. It is nice to meet you, Merlyn.
[She shakes Merlyn's hand.]
Welcome to Rapture. It is.. under construction, right now, but there are some safe areas to explore.
Merlyn smiles. “Lovely! If you could provide some direction, I would appreciate it.” She glances at the machine Brigid had been working on. “Oh? What’s that you’ve got there?”
Ah, this.. This is called a.. [Brigid frowns, looking troubled for a moment.] ..A Gatherer's Garden. We are working on salvaging them.. we do not think that they have any use, not anymore, but.. Perhaps there is something that they can be used for.
Merlyn hums, and walks up to inspect it. "Do you know what they used to do?"
I suppose you do not know about Plasmids. Or ADAM and EVE- not the biblical figures.
"Not really. Would you mind telling me about them?"
Merlyn sets to work excavating any usable-looking parts from the Gatherer's Garden.
Plasmids are serums made from a chemical called ADAM that allow for genetic modification through modified stem cells. This one had Electro Bolt, which allowed the user to manipulate electricity.
"Ah, that is fascinating. Most of my own experiments with genetic engineering have involved growing new creatures, not modifying existing ones..."
They humm a little. "How exactly does this electro-bolt work?"
It is simple. Once you inject yourself with EVE- what's needed to use a Plasmid- and apply the Plasmid.. you have electricity at your fingertips.
“No, I meant, like, what genes does it change and how do they create this ability. But if that’s beyond your knowledge, it’s fine.”
Mer continues scrapping the machine.
“I was just wondering if it was at all related to my own propensity to have lightning strike around me.”
It is likely unrelated. I believe I could give you copies of the research, although I.. [She falters and frowns.] ..I was involved in other areas, myself.
Hello there, this is a cool place you've got here. Mind if I explore a bit?
@union-of-mad-scientists
Oh?
[Tenenbaum looks up from the damned machine she had been inspecting. She looks a little surprised for a moment.]
Oh, yes, er, hello. My apologies, we are.. still repairing. I presume you came from OSHA?
"From that general area, yeah. I'm Merlyn, from the MSU." She offers a handshake. "What should I call you?"
I am Brigid Tenenbaum. It is nice to meet you, Merlyn.
[She shakes Merlyn's hand.]
Welcome to Rapture. It is.. under construction, right now, but there are some safe areas to explore.
Merlyn smiles. “Lovely! If you could provide some direction, I would appreciate it.” She glances at the machine Brigid had been working on. “Oh? What’s that you’ve got there?”
Ah, this.. This is called a.. [Brigid frowns, looking troubled for a moment.] ..A Gatherer's Garden. We are working on salvaging them.. we do not think that they have any use, not anymore, but.. Perhaps there is something that they can be used for.
Merlyn hums, and walks up to inspect it. "Do you know what they used to do?"
I suppose you do not know about Plasmids. Or ADAM and EVE- not the biblical figures.
"Not really. Would you mind telling me about them?"
Merlyn sets to work excavating any usable-looking parts from the Gatherer's Garden.
Plasmids are serums made from a chemical called ADAM that allow for genetic modification through modified stem cells. This one had Electro Bolt, which allowed the user to manipulate electricity.
"Ah, that is fascinating. Most of my own experiments with genetic engineering have involved growing new creatures, not modifying existing ones..."
They humm a little. "How exactly does this electro-bolt work?"
It is simple. Once you inject yourself with EVE- what's needed to use a Plasmid- and apply the Plasmid.. you have electricity at your fingertips.
Hello there, this is a cool place you've got here. Mind if I explore a bit?
@union-of-mad-scientists
Oh?
[Tenenbaum looks up from the damned machine she had been inspecting. She looks a little surprised for a moment.]
Oh, yes, er, hello. My apologies, we are.. still repairing. I presume you came from OSHA?
"From that general area, yeah. I'm Merlyn, from the MSU." She offers a handshake. "What should I call you?"
I am Brigid Tenenbaum. It is nice to meet you, Merlyn.
[She shakes Merlyn's hand.]
Welcome to Rapture. It is.. under construction, right now, but there are some safe areas to explore.
Merlyn smiles. “Lovely! If you could provide some direction, I would appreciate it.” She glances at the machine Brigid had been working on. “Oh? What’s that you’ve got there?”
Ah, this.. This is called a.. [Brigid frowns, looking troubled for a moment.] ..A Gatherer's Garden. We are working on salvaging them.. we do not think that they have any use, not anymore, but.. Perhaps there is something that they can be used for.
Merlyn hums, and walks up to inspect it. "Do you know what they used to do?"
I suppose you do not know about Plasmids. Or ADAM and EVE- not the biblical figures.
"Not really. Would you mind telling me about them?"
Merlyn sets to work excavating any usable-looking parts from the Gatherer's Garden.
Plasmids are serums made from a chemical called ADAM that allow for genetic modification through modified stem cells. This one had Electro Bolt, which allowed the user to manipulate electricity.
[A scarred blond man from @raptureosha in a pink sweater comes in, looking around a bit anxiously.]
Welcome welcome! To the Wrong Choice, I mean. How can I help you? [Nezzaine grins and waves at the man.]
-- @raptureosha --
Hello, [the man signs. They smile politely.] I just want a drink. What do you have?
[Nezzaine squints, then her eyes brighten.] Practically anything! Got a desir'n for somethin' that'd get ya' half-seas over on the first sip? We have that! Anything and everything. Courtesy of yours truly. Why don't you have a seat, ya' hotsy-totsy lad?
[Jack makes a creaking noise that sounds like a chuckle and takes a seat.] Okay. Do you have plain whiskey, then?
Indeed we do! Got a preference for strength?
Nothing too strong.
[A scarred blond man from @raptureosha in a pink sweater comes in, looking around a bit anxiously.]
Welcome welcome! To the Wrong Choice, I mean. How can I help you? [Nezzaine grins and waves at the man.]
-- @raptureosha --
Hello, [the man signs. They smile politely.] I just want a drink. What do you have?
[Nezzaine squints, then her eyes brighten.] Practically anything! Got a desir'n for somethin' that'd get ya' half-seas over on the first sip? We have that! Anything and everything. Courtesy of yours truly. Why don't you have a seat, ya' hotsy-totsy lad?
[Jack makes a creaking noise that sounds like a chuckle and takes a seat.] Okay. Do you have plain whiskey, then?
