[Entrance Exam] Week One

[lockdownmods]

It would seem that it will be... some time before you're released. Two weeks. That may sound like forever, in this situation. But you aren't left with nothing to do. The Administrator has been kind enough to update the Tasks application on your tablet. There are also now several different tasks that you can accept. Who knows... you might get something good out of it. It's worth checking out at least. There are also several other new applications you can toy with, too.

And you won't go hungry. The staff is here to prepare meals three times a day. Breakfast is served from 6AM-8AM, lunch from 11PM-1PM, and dinner from 5PM-7PM. You'd best make sure you're in the cafeteria in time for those meals, because they won't be waiting around all day for you. They have lives, too. Unfortunately, you won't really be able to ask them about any of that. The serving area is separated by a glass wall, through which they serve you. Even if you try asking-- it would seem they have been told not to answer.

The rest... well. You may just have to see for yourself. At least you're not alone.

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Comments

[lockdownmods]

We said we were in the shed, geniuses. Where'd you all fuck off to?

[ Except this is the shed... ]

[supportrole]

The one by the pool, right? That's... that's where we are.

[ jesus was yoosung right about ghosts???? ]

[itwasfeyt]

We're getting there! Just hold on a minute!

[please, they are confused and kind of stupid]

[escardos]

Guys...

[ he continues looking around for the generator but with an unsettling feeling in his stomach. ]

Hey, one and two! How long have you guys been in this shed??

[supportrole]

I asked if this was the right one...

[lockdownmods]

[ Well...there's no actual generator to be found, but aside from all the pool stuff, there are some things that Flat (and everyone else) can make note of.

There are two picture frames stacked on top of each other on one of the shelves. Kinda weird that they'd be here, since this looks like storage designed specifically for the pool.

There also appears to be some kind of slot in the back of the room, up against the wall. Looks like something you'd swipe your credit card in, if you were at the store. ]

[lockdownmods]

Alright, no sweat. We're waiting with bated breath.

[lockdownmods]

[ A general investigation, you say? ]

[lockdownmods]

For like, an hour, all because we were trying to reach you dingbats.

[supportrole]

[ STARTING TO WONDER ABOUT THAT WHOLE BREATHING PART... ]

[itwasfeyt]

Well prepare to be shocked and amazed by our puzzle solving skills!

[Which they totally have.]

[covertizer]

But they're definitely not here. Unless they've shrunk or something.

[lockdownmods]

Haha! I'm lookin' forward to meeting you, girl. What's your name?

[enjoymyatelier]

I agree with you on some level, but B-movies are not the same thing at all.

[buriedearth]

Can you chill for a moment on the insults? We're trying.

[ He sighs, looking around... ]

What does the shed you're in look like? On the inside, I mean.

[escardos]

[ he'll...leave the picture frames for anyone else.

but he will swipe the card in the slot! what happen! ]

[lockdownmods]

Fine. Just hurry up.

It's got a bunch of pool equipment in it.

[coagmentatio]

This is turning into some Twilight Sector shit...

[escardos]

We should be careful where we step in then!

[coagmentatio]

[ In that case, he'll have a look at those picture frames! ]

[lockdownmods]

Some what now?

[escardos]

Yeah, that's where we are! Can't you see us?

[covertizer]

Tiptoe wherever possible, until we prove they're not here?

[notsumetakashi]

Right, you're all the same.

[ And you're all ugly. This goes without saying for him (in his mind, it's less of an opinion and more of a fact), so he doesn't bother vocalizing it. Instead of pressing the conversation, he waits a few extra seconds to see if the other boy is indeed going to ask him something. When he thinks it's obvious he isn't, he speaks up. ]

Mm. So, bye. [ Then he turns his back and leaves. Without something to interest or entertain him he doesn't really care enough to try holding a conversation. Alas, alas. ]

[coagmentatio]

... Normally, I'd roll my eyes, but at this point? I could believe anything.