A cogfly approaches, providing each of the Underworkers with three documents: A map of the newly-renovated Underworks, a manual of new protocols and instructions, and a letter bearing the seal of the Architects. The letter reads as follows:
To Any and All Underworkers,
I have reworked the Underworks, getting rid of unnecessary equipment and rooms, improving the safety of remaining equipment, and installing new exits and lounges. I encourage you to read the manual and the map, and to do as the manual says. If you have any complaints or suggestions, there are pens and paper in both lounges where you can write your criticisms and deposit them in a box. Alternatively, both lounges have devices you can record your criticisms on. I will attempt to address any criticism when I am able.
Sincerely, the Twelfth of the Architects of the Citadel.
@twelfth-architect-official
(If you are confused, read the fic at the bottom of my masterlist of fics in my Pinned Post. It's titled, "Underworks, Reworked.")
…?!? Wh- Oh, I knew the Architects were up to some renovation baloney but… They’re done?? Already?? I…
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Oh god, mr. Arliss isn’t gonna be happy when he hears about this. Where is that dufflebag anyway? I haven’t seen him in days… Nor have I checked on the machine, oh silk be with me…
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WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!
Permanent benches, 8 hours a cycle of rest? Is management trying to make us go soft!? What miteshit! If I wanted to sleep undisturbed, I’d just pass out where I stood! Ughh…! If I catch that Igor fool taking it up on this overhaul nonsense, I’m doing that bloody science school project alone.
… Where did my energy for working on that thing go anyway? And with the renovation, did…
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shite.