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@thursdaypop
📲 thursday.
enzo: only if ur here willingly
enzo: i think that's the point. mass hysteria can lead to a riot, which could be good for them to train us all for high stress situations. might be weeding out the weak or something
thursday: well. the people who aren't here willingly are definitely crazy now.
thursday: that's been a popular theory. i don't think it's quite right though.
thursday: it's a little boy cried wolf
nudgeritt:
nudge needed something to get her mind off everything, so she began coding. she always viewed it as a sort of puzzle, something that she could pick at slowly but surely. it always was something she defaulted to, especially when overly emotional. she almost didn’t hear poppy come in, though she caught her from the corner of her eye. she glanced up, not expecting the mundane request, and gave a nod. “yeah, it’s in my bathroom, let me grab it,” she said, bounding to the bathroom and snatching the tube off the sink. she brought it back out, extending it to the girl, before following the girl’s finger to her open laptop. “it’s just something i’m coding,” she said, with a shrug. “a virus.”
A lot of people had been getting at each other’s throats since the code had been called. Thankfully, Nudge had never really been that sort of person. At least if everyone else on the floor decided to be a nuisance, Poppy could rely on at least one person to be chill about it. She gratefully accepted the toothpaste. “Thank you so much. You’ve done everyone a favor.” Her eyes traveled back to the monitor. “A virus? What kind of virus?” Poppy was complete shit at robotics and hacking. She’d needed help with it since the beginning, a fact that she hated admitting. “And why?”
cadenlucca:
“ you weren’t sleeping, were you ? “ he says through the video camera, noticing her very comfortably in bed. though he does feel sort of bad, he feels the need to add, “ it’s the middle of the day. aren’t there robots to play with, or something you can do ? “
“Yeah, well. It was the middle of the night when everyone in the building got suddenly woken up, and I don’t know about your floor... but mine was very loud and chaotic for a while. Sort of impossible to go back to sleep. Even if I-” Poppy hesitated, remembering who exactly she was talking to. “I didn’t realize it was a crime to have a nap in the middle of the day.” She rolled her eyes. “Why? What are you doing?”
ninaxpark:
“ Well, how is bombarding instructors questions you know they are not allowed to answer working out for you? “ A smile stretched on her lips but there was not a trace of kindness in it. One thing she learned from being in spy programs for almost half her life was that everything is not what it seems. “ I’m pretty sure you have to look at the scene first, collect data and profile people you need to question. But then again, it depends on what kind of investigation you are running, am I right? “ Nina nodded, thinking she couldn’t just sit as well without knowing. “ Seeing as asking them is pointless, they practically put this onto our own hands. I think one of the reasons they lock us down is they know we will pry. “
“I’ll let you know when I ask an instructor any questions.” Poppy said, coldly returning the mirthless smile that had been presented to her. “No, actually it doesn’t depend on what investigation you’re running, because observing a scene, collecting data, and profiling people all involve- guess what- asking questions. What’s strange about this scene? What stands out? How are these things related? What about this person seems fake?” She tilted her head to one side nonchalantly. “Just because you aren’t always asking them out loud, doesn’t mean you aren’t asking questions.” Afterall, Poppy had plenty of family member’s who’d died under mysterious circumstances to know the process intimately now. “They’ve taught us to pry. They’ve taught us to pry well and to cover our tracks. Why would they want to stop us now? In my experience, someone hiding something typically means that you need to know it even more.”
delilahsfm:
“ off this floor, or out of this building ? trust me – even if you were to get out of here, there’s no letting you out of gallagher. so what’s the point ? unless you think this is some sort of test, and the person who escapes their floor first wins. “ her eyebrows raise as the sudden though. now she wishes she hadn’t been so HELPFUL to the guy freaking out over the windows earlier today.
“I want out of the building.” She clarified. “And I don’t want off of the campus. I’m not scared. I just want answers. Whatever happened had to have happened here and so that’s where we should investigate. I’m just baffled that in an entire school full of spies, everyone seems very cavalier about being told to do nothing.” Poppy actually hadn’t considered this being a test. She supposed that it could be, but calling a fake code would be foolish. “If it’s a test, then they’ve assured no one will trust a code being called again.”
judesfm:
‘ 진정해 , ’ jude deadpans , brown eyes flickering up to the overly frustrated blonde . she brushes through some of her dark hair , despite her silky locks not really needing it . it was something she did when she was annoyed by the people around her , it made her look busy when she didn’t have much care for what others are doing . ‘ because you’re freaking out about something that we literally have no control over . what are you going to do , start hacking at a titanium blocker ? ’ she scoffs . ridiculous .
Thursday rolled her eyes. “I’m perfectly calm.” She spat back in English. Frankly, she wasn’t in the mood to translate her thoughts without being forced to. “Being concerned about the current situation is a perfectly natural situation, especially given the fact that we’re more than capable of handling it without being locked away like toddlers.” Her teeth tugged on her bottom lip as she continued to contemplate the options available. “I’m no hacker, but there are plenty of people in here who are and would have no problem coming up with something. I’m more looking for the adult equivalent of Tommy’s screwdriver. Are you seriously content to just sit about and preen?"
thursday > magnificent
mags: uhhh i don't know much. apparently they were each other's dates for last night's dance? and it was not good
mags: there's probably more to the story but who knows
mags: oh my god. not lord of the flies. we can't have a lord of the flies situation.
thursday: that's a match made in hell if i've ever heard one.
thursday: as long as you're not the weakest, then you should be fine.
thursday > spence
spencer: did this convo make up for my lack of notes? haha
thursday: you know, i'm going to have to say yeah
thursday: subject to change if i end up forgetting to study later.
📲 thursday.
enzo: damn
enzo: i mean, everyone is just anxious. does that count as crazy?
enzo: bc if it does then i think i'm crazy too
thursday: don't we all have to be a little crazy to go here to begin with?
thursday: this is a little crazier than usual though. i'm finding it very hard to keep distracted.
📲 tba.
enzo: are these things like normal
enzo: bc this lockdown has seemingly gone on forever
enzo: and i'm surprised ppl haven't gone stir crazy yet
thursday: def not normal
thursday: are they not crazy where you are? count yourself lucky, kid.
thursday > spence
spencer: all i hear is that you want to eat my ass
spencer: this escalated quickly
spencer: i thought you just wanted to borrow notes
spencer: dress like greg. i dare you
spencer: someone decent will be stuck with me if it's you
spencer: dressed like greg
thursday: idk how i walked into this, but since we're standing here.
thursday: lol no. jk.
thursday: i need to find more silver clothes then...
Celeste 📲 Poppy
Celeste: If I had known becoming a spy might make me prematurely grey, I would have said no.
Celeste: I'm exaggerating, of course. But this whole thing is not something I feel prepared for.
Thursday: seems like you might have guess you would go prematurely grey being a spy.
Thursday: it's not exactly a low-stress career.
Thursday: what's got you feeling that way?
thursday > magnificent
mags: he stays out of people's way. well, he's trying to stay out of nina's way from what i heard.
mags: i'm sure the lockdown will be over before you have to see him. will pray just in case though!
thursday: really? what's the deal there?
thursday: at this point i'm low key convinced we'll have to create a new society before this code is called off. i've never had to deal with one this long before.
thursday > spence
spencer: omg
spencer: no roasting on this floor... yet
spencer: my vegan ass is going to starve, isn't it? 😭
spencer: i'm on 1
spencer: we can tap messages to each other through the floor/ceiling if/when we get desperate
thursday: honey. idk how to break it to you, but your vegan ass is second in line after the fat kid.
thursday: i'm almost desperate enough to dress up as greg and see how far it gets me.
thursday: anyone decent stuck down there w you?
thursday > magnificent
(10 minutes later)
mags: he's alive
mags: um he's dealing with it i guess
mags: funny, damien isn't here. he got stuck in the second floor i think
thursday: ty.
thursday: oh shit. that means i'm stuck with him. somehow i haven't seen him yet.
thursday: pray for us.
thursday > spence
spencer: hey, i do. i'm unfortunately not on my floor. will it be too late if i send them post-lockdown when i get back to my room?
spencer: define riot... haha
spencer: what floor are you on?
thursday: that's alright. i was just looking for something to do. i'm bored af.
thursday: riot of course meaning roasting the fattest kid over a fire for sustenance.
thursday: wait, what floor did you end up on? i'm on 2
delilahsfm:
delilah can only shrug at the girl’s words. she was taught at a young age to NORMALIZE death, even murder, so this wasn’t exactly a concern of hers. so long as her and percy ( and jude ) were safe, that’s all she cared about. “ what do you want to do then, miss ponytail ? “
Was ponytail meant to be insulting or belittling in some way? Likely, but Poppy could hardly figure out how. It was a hairstyle, and a practical one at that. She hated having hair in her face while she was trying to think. “I want to find a way out of here to see what the fuck is going on for myself without getting caught and expelled for it. I mean, where would Gillian be if she’d just waited around for someone to tell her it was safe to come out?”