Down in the maintenance halls… in the right door, down a little tiny hallway, is room 434… also known as Ted’s office. His office had two huge windows on each side, his door was metal with a card scanner on the left side of the door (Ted is the only one who has the key to unlock or lock the door). Within his office, it’s very… messy. His office chair is covered in dust and the chair itself looked brand new, same with his computer which is filled to the brim with emails and complains about things being broken and needed fixing. He has his own copy machine and printer within his office, also covered in dust. Theres papers all over his desk, and a lamp lighting up the room, he also has a overhead lamp as well, but Ted rarely turns that on. Next to the desk is a toolbox. There are also spiderwebs in the corners of the room.Theres nothing else in the room, making it seem sort of sad… but Ted loves it this way. Since he doesn’t know any other way… and he doesn’t know how to clean.(edited)
Down in the maintenance halls… in the right door, down a little tiny hallway, is room 434… also known as Ted’s office. His office had two huge windows on each side, his door was metal with a card scanner on the left side of the door (Ted is the only one who has the key to unlock or lock the door). Within his office, it’s very… messy. His office chair is covered in dust and the chair itself looked brand new, same with his computer which is filled to the brim with emails and complains about things being broken and needed fixing. He has his own copy machine and printer within his office, also covered in dust. Theres papers all over his desk, and a lamp lighting up the room, he also has a overhead lamp as well, but Ted rarely turns that on. Next to the desk is a toolbox. There are also spiderwebs in the corners of the room.Theres nothing else in the room, making it seem sort of sad… but Ted loves it this way. Since he doesn’t know any other way… and he doesn’t know how to clean.(edited)
He snap-points at Spooc, his body then glowing in a bright light until he is returned to full health. And hey, if he rolls higher than a 15 he's not incorporeal again! (That's up to you)(edited)
Due to the reset, Ted is back in his office... which is now back to being a dirty mess, he was checking his computer to see if he was missing anything for the day, he was checking his emails on his dusty computer
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It was a complete reset to his personality... he forgot that he liked flowers.. clicking away at emails, humming to himself Okay... this... and this... seriously the computer in 204 is down again!? They should REALLY stop pouring water all over the thing! 434 then clicked the print button, sliding over to the copy machine that he has, printing the list out for the day(edited)
434 rubbed his head Ugghhh... what- what happened- 434 looked around Wait... didn't Monika say that... she... redid my room-? 434 stood up ....Wait.. that's great then! I didn't even want that! THIS IS MY ROOM! But... where are... 434 looked around for his flowers.... but.. theres nothing.. ... Awww... man.. 434 then just sat down in his dusty chair ... Well.. there is that one fern.... but.. 434 paused ... It's not the same... 434 then spun in his chair a couple of times before checking his list .....Didn't... I... fix these?? 434 then got up from his chair again W..Wait what's going on-?
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The whole water on the computer thing is... a issue I deal with all the time.. but... I fixed those... 434 checked his list twice ....
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...Eh..! More stuff for me to do! 434 then took some tools out of his tool box, putting the stuff in his man bag, opening the door with his card, and then locking it behind him, he then began his walk to the lift to bring himself up to where everyone else is
The lift took him right back down, he unlocked his door, going in, then sitting right back down at his computer for more complains, as time passes he kept looking at his clock and checking for emails, sometimes he even took out his reading glasses and a book about capturing butterflies, beginning to read away.... wondering if he'll ever really see a real butterfly..
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... So pretty... even on pages.. 434 mumbled to himself, his love for butterflies revealed ... I doubt any would hang out in a place like.. this.. 434 looked around, then back down at the pages, going back to flipping through them
434 saw the flower, confused, he picked it up .....Moni..? 434 looked around Are... are you here-? 434 tried to figure out where Monika was, finding her There you are! Why are you under the desk-?
... 434 wobbled into the lift, going down, then he wobbled his way into his office, locking the door behind him, then realizing he has to clean his outfit.. since... well... what happened .... Dang.. it... 434 got back up, going down the hall to a nearby changing room, going to his locker inside, using his card to scan himself in to get another outfit, changing into it, then going right back to his office
..Hm.. 434 spun in his chair, then going back to checking his emails, nodding and mumbling to himself ... 434 then tried to go on google, before trying to type anything the computer glitched out - 434 backed up That's.. new.. 434 then tried to check what was up with the computer ...
... 434 figured it out, slowly grabbing his tool box which is nice that it's right next to his desk Give me a break... 434 began to work on his own computer
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434 soon enough fixed his own computer, checking the computer, then getting a amazing idea ....
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He then thought even more about the idea ....The boss wouldn't like it.. 434 threw the idea out ...
434 smelled the same type of smell from cake.. so he translated that to food Y..you eat these-? 434 took one of the cupcakes in the far back, looking at it, his head tilted, then sniffing it …Mmm… 434 took a bite… wittthh the wrapper on
434 ran down the hall, to his office, where he stared at himself in the window, before punching it into pieces, he grabs one of the shards, twitching to himself
He kept stabbing his hand, even if it hurts... he doesn't care THEY ALL HATE ME! He kept going... and going.. EVEN MY BEST FRIEND HATES ME!
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(Yay more self harm Seriously don't check these unless you're okay with it. Don't want anyone uncomfy)
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He then did the same to his other hand, crying to himself T..THEY ALL HATE ME! The blood began to drip off his hands, the blood slowly becoming black ink
He stared as his ink soaked hands... forever now damaged until a reset happens ..... 434 then began to slam his head into the wall over and over T..They hate me... they... they hate me... they...hate.... me... 434 began to cry, bleeding from his face, his suit is covered in black ink
505 wandered the maintenance halls with the uncertain gait of someone who wasn’t quite sure they should be there. She hadn’t had much reason to go into this area, so she was not familiar with navigating it; nonetheless, she pressed on. 649 had mentioned that 434 seemed not to be in a good mood, which was a sudden shift from their playful exchange earlier and had them a bit worried.(edited)
Becoming increasingly confused by the area, 505 decided to call out. “Hello…? Anyone around here?” She didn’t speak very loudly, but hoped someone was around to assist her— this was a bit embarrassing, but why on earth would she know the way around here anyway?
505 saw a room which had 630 on it, dear god she went the whole different way.. she's going up in the numbers instead of staying in the 400's in the maintenance halls
Okay, no, this was definitely the wrong way, the numbers certainly told them that. She sighed and retraced her steps until she made her way back to the two doors. If I need to I’ll ask the group chat, they thought, but I’ve never had to chat in there before and that would be an embarrassing first message.
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She tried the right door instead, wincing at how much time she was spending lost.
505, fortunately, is stick-thin. They’ve never been particularly proud of their BMI indicating their being underweight, but at least it came in useful now. She squeezed through the corridor, calling out quietly. “Ted? You around here? I’m somewhat lost…?” If he isn’t even here that would be just embarrassing.
Right as the corridor opens up... there it was... room number 434... it seemed... very dusty... and the right window was broken... smashed to bits, the door seemed locked shut.. but you can see Ted sitting in a corner, crying to himself
505 registered the scene with mild alarm. Approaching the room, they could hear muffled crying from inside, and then they caught side of Ted curled up in the corner. “… Ted? What happened?”
She kept her voice carefully controlled as she began to pick her way through the broken glass, judging whether it would be safe to come in through the window.
God, it looked like a mess in there. “I’m coming in,” 505 called to him, before hoisting themself up onto the window’s edge. She hissed as a stray shard of glass gashed her palm, but otherwise climbed in with minimal incident. They hurried over, unsure what to do with Ted in such a state, but wanting to help.
“Ted, what happened? Did someone hurt you?” Her eyes roved over the bandages, and the ink all over the place. “Do you want to— should we go to my office? That can’t be good for you.”
“Who?” 505 asked, before shaking her head. “Nevermind, you can explain later. We should have that looked at, you need those bandages cleaned. Come on.”
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They knelt and gently reached for his shoulder, not noticing the watch go off.
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(is the ink… like… his blood? just checking oushshs)
“… Come on,” they said again, and tried to help him up and support him on their bony frame. Some of the ink ended up on her shirt, but she disregarded it for the moment. “If someone did this to you…” Her voice was pitched down in a snarl, but clearly she was more concerned than anything else.
“… Oh.” 505 was silent as they unlocked the door and helped 434 out, leaving the ink-stained office behind. “You know, I get it,” she said eventually, in a hesitant but melancholic tone despite her gaze being trained forward. “Unfortunate that this is the first thing we find in common. Um. Have you had them cleaned?”
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(sorry if i type slow im used to semi-lit like the narrator i love to talk)
Instead of going to to the lounge or anywhere else, he goes right back to his office... which is still cover in his mistakes from..... last time.. the glass shards are still there.. and the carpet is soaked in his own "blood"..... he sat down in his chair, questioning lots of things(edited)
He then just kept his head on his desk, staring at his computer screen, seeing a bunch of emails ...
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... M..maybe working will get my mind off it... Good job Ted... forget about it.. no more sadness... just work. You'll do fine.Ted then clicked on a couple of emails, putting them onto a document, printing them out, oddly... he didn't choose any within the 800 wing, he sighed, then getting up, fixing his man bag, then he walked out, already feeling a bit better(edited)
…she lied. iris never went to the lounge. instead, here she was, wandering around.
something about 649’s room had set her off. true, she didn’t notice at first due to the injury at hand, but once spooctus switched for her she had time to look around; …a lot of weapons. and nametags. and 649… did he injure himself with a knife? it was right beside him, before he decided to put it away.
iris couldn’t stop thinking of a certain possibility... and the way that all of those items were showcased like trophies could only point to 649 being proud of it, not because it was necessary.
(lil note: iris sometimes avoids certain words when thinking about a subject shs’s scared about. that way other people won’t know what she actually is talking about, unless they have context)
the thought was unsettling. but… surely it’s not that simple, right? maybe she just misunderstood the situation. maybe she shouldn’t assume the worst of people, like she’s always done in her past…
…her past self, huh. she had tried to shut away that part of her ever since stepping into this office. the part of her that’s always scared—always wondering when someone will grab her and hurt her. she never wanted to listen to that voice; but here she was, tensing at every little detail, nervous whenever anyone approached her.
trying to keep a gentle reputation so no one would attack her for it.
never letting her guard down even when she was absolutely sure she was okay.
pretending she can handle everything.
until now, she had tolerated most things that happened here; ted, oliver, monika… but she saw herself starting to break.
she knew this when she lost focus trying to heal 649; a mistake she would’ve never forgiven herself for—or rather, never would’ve been forgiven for—in the past. she knew she should try to relax a bit, stop holding it in, but…
what use will it be, if it just makes things worse faster? should she let herself snap, if it would bring the same outcome?(edited)
(and im in it!!!!!! well my oc but stil!!!!! yaya!!!)
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…she lied. iris never went to the lounge. instead, here she was, wandering around.
something about 649’s room had set her off. true, she didn’t notice at first due to the injury at hand, but once spooctus switched for her she had time to look around; …a lot of weapons. and nametags. and 649… did he injure himself with a knife? it was right beside him, before he decided to put it away.
iris couldn’t stop thinking of a certain possibility... and the way that all of those items were showcased like trophies could only point to 649 being proud of it, not because it was necessary.
(lil note: iris sometimes avoids certain words when thinking about a subject shs’s scared about. that way other people won’t know what she actually is talking about, unless they have context)
the thought was unsettling. but… surely it’s not that simple, right? maybe she just misunderstood the situation. maybe she shouldn’t assume the worst of people, like she’s always done in her past…
…her past self, huh. she had tried to shut away that part of her ever since stepping into this office. the part of her that’s always scared—always wondering when someone will grab her and hurt her. she never wanted to listen to that voice; but here she was, tensing at every little detail, nervous whenever anyone approached her.
trying to keep a gentle reputation so no one would attack her for it.
never letting her guard down even when she was absolutely sure she was okay.
pretending she can handle everything.
until now, she had tolerated most things that happened here; ted, oliver, monika… but she saw herself starting to break.
she knew this when she lost focus trying to heal 649; a mistake she would’ve never forgiven herself for—or rather, never would’ve been forgiven for—in the past. she knew she should try to relax a bit, stop holding it in, but…
what use will it be, if it just makes things worse faster? should she let herself snap, if it would bring the same outcome? (edited)
434 walked down into his office.. which still heavily destroyed, he puts the gauntlets in his tool bag for later use Okay... what did you want to show me..? 434 looked at Researcher(edited)
…what time was it?
iris had stopped for a second, realizing that a significant amount of time passed since she went down here to take a “breather.” (actually, where even was here?) she looked to the chat, hoping that she didn’t miss anything.
as she read down the thread her expression became more and more shocked as she realized the number of things that happened in her absence. things that she actually could’ve… helped.
why didn’t you realize sooner? why did you let all of these people get hurt?
she felt… incredibly guilty.
iris sends a quick message, seeing if there’s anything she can do to help out with. she felt like she was minutes from passing iut, but she was gonna do it wnyways. it’s an obligation.(edited)
iris then reads spooctus’ call dor help. she knew she had to do something about it. but the thing is… she had no idea where she was right now. The one thing she could do is just trace spooc’s magic signsture (hahah alph moment) and navigate her way there.(edited)
the "whose phone is ringing" tune can be heard from a hideaway
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iris then reads spooctus’ call dor help. she knew she had to do something about it. but the thing is… she had no idea where she was right now. The one thing she could do is just trace spooc’s magic signsture (hahah alph moment) and navigate her way there. (edited)
iris ran in the direction of the ringtone, seeing spooctus half-unconscious. there even seems to be some coughed up blood where he lay.. “oh my god,” iris exclaimed as she went by his side. “can you hear me, spooc? what happened?”
(alright spooc can you please explain the condition ooc i haven’t really caught up. did he just like pass out?-)(edited)
iris ran in the direction of the ringtone, seeing spooctus half-unconscious. there even seems to be some coughed up blood where he lay.. “oh my god,” iris exclaimed as she went by his side. “can you hear me, spooc? what happened?”
(alright spooc can you please explain the condition ooc i haven’t really caught up. did he just like pass out?-) (edited)
(casually ignores the response LMAO) iris took a quick scan. there were multiple abrasions, and puncture wounds? what happened over here? (I’m pretty sure it was knifed gauntlets? not sure) “who… what happened….” she trailed off, before realizing that she somehow had to heal this person.
…she concentrated. (i’m doing a couple of rolls. my luck ain’t very good so)(edited)
iris miraculously managed to heal his wounds, at least to stop the bleeding—external and internal. he definitely needed further treatment, especially for the abrasions that she couldn’t muster the energy to heal, but he should be able to live.
she had to head to the infirmary, but would she be able to carry this person on her own…?
Of course he walked back to his messed up office, laying his head on the desk, blinking at the computer screen... why did he leave? ....He might feel comfortable here..
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.... Even if he "recovered" from Monika's little episode.. something was lingering in the back of his head...
He then looked at his own hands, remembering something that he did a couple days ago, then looking at his now black carpet.. which was once tan ... I..I don't get it... why is... why is my blood.... He doesn't get it.. (Hehe going through a realization that he isn't real moment.)
Ted looked at it... he hasn't really seen a flag before... in a while, he just looked at it before turning to the computer and searched up "Flags" like a fucking dumb ass that he is
Soon there was a cluttering of empty cans, along with a dazed 286 looking down at the cans she dropped. Seems like she was just walking through the area. "Ah... Oops..."
505 found themself in the maintenance halls again, thankfully not as lost as they were the last time— the glimpse of Ted earlier had made them a bit worried again. They hesitated when they caught sight of others by his office, but the sight of his still thrashed office made them pop by anyway.
“Sorry, am I interrupting?” 505 asked a bit awkwardly, with a small wave.
Sonya was picking up her cans, looking sheepishly at the others. "Sorry... I didn't mean to intrude." She then noticed the Researcher, not recognizing him as she went over. "Well, aren't you eye candy for sore eyes, sir." She complimented him quickly.
505 rolled her eyes goodnaturedly. “Do you make it a habit not to take care of yourself?” Giving the other two a bit of space to talk, they started looking around for a dustpan or something, to at least sweep up all the glass still laying around.
“We literally have a janitor,” 505 pointed out, deadpan as they pick up the nearby dustpan and get started on the glass, awkwardly skirting around the others. “Cleaning is their job, I’m sure you could have asked.”
505 sighed. “Okay, okay, just watch for next time, then. Hopefully it won’t be necessary though.” She him a sideways glance as she picked up a particularly large chunk of glass. “You okay? You left in a hurry earlier.”
“… Yeah, that was strange.” Deciding not to push it, they parsed through Ted’s table for scratch paper and wrapped the glass shards up in it for disposal. “You should get that rug cleaned, too. Just bring it to a dry cleaner or something.”
505 was going to roll their eyes out of their sockets at this rate. “How are you alive? I— nevermind, give it here. But I won’t pick up after you all the time so you should probably look into that sometime.”
Sensing an opportunity to go stow the rug in their own office for later, 505 watches the other two leave. “I’ll be seeing you then,” they shrug as they hoist up the crust rug. “Enjoy your leaf water.”
He broke down his own door on the way in, packing literally three things in his man bag, his tools, his gauntlets, and a phone. Yep. That’s all he has.
Ted woke up at his desk.. alive as ever, clicking away at emails on his computer, printing out papers.. checking what to do for his job.. and then off he went to work, humming to himself as he got into his lift to go up
He then went over to check emails …. He began to click on emails.. putting them on a doc, then printing them out.. going back to work, he fixed his man bag.. then out he went
Ted ran back to his office, sitting down in it.. in both shock.. and crying … That’s it I’m not moving from here.. that’s it.. He locked the door.. fully shut, sitting down on the floor, before glaring at the booze ….
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He got up, picking up the bottle before downing some of it, then sitting back down on the floor
Who knows how long he's been in his office for... at this point he's not kidding that he wants to stay in there forever.. the office smells like alcohol
...T..told.. hic ya.. Teddy..... hic no one likes y....y...you... hic ....usually.. Monika would be here.. hic ..... that.. hic stupid... s...stup...id... m...mago... he.. hic took her.. away... hicDear god this man is fully drunk.. speaking in some Italian
He looked up slightly... his American accent is now fully Italian.. which is his normal voice .... Ciao... HicHe had the bottle of booze in his right hand
Ted soon as he tried the Slurpee, oh yeah he wants that whole thing, grabbing for it like a child would, still a little drunk.. but his American accent is slowly returning, his eyes were sparkling with joy at this point
Soon as Ted finishes the Slurpee... theres just the sound of the straw sucking at air.. you know that sound.. and Ted is now disappointed ... Aww.... He then began to nom on some other snacks
He slowly looked out the window.. trying to see what he’s facing.. soon as he saw the snake hair, he remembered in that Mythology book… he knew exactly what to do ….
He then closed his eyes, trying to make himself stressed… enough… just to change his eyes.. once opened his eyes were of course.. that missing texture.. he can’t see yeah… but isn’t that a good thing..? He even knows the layout of his office very well.. to the point that he knows outside as well.. … He mouthed: “Stay here..”, before slowly taking out his keycard, opening the door, then locking it from the other side … (YO HE WENT BIG BRAIN MODE?!)
He leaned up against his own door, listening for Medo.. since.. he cannot see.. but learning from past resets.. he knows some ways to find people when in a stressed state …
He snapped his fingers Oh! I saw him go down that way! He ran down here! He pointed down the right hall… which goes on for some time.. before a left turn.. who knows how far that goes down.. but Ted knows it’ll take a while
Ted blinked, his eyes returning normal, good.. he didn’t want to start a fight, watching Medo go down the hall
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Once Medo went around the left corner to go check more rooms, he slowly opened the door for Eros She’s gone.. just as planned.. He smiled That should buy us tons of time.. theres many rooms down that hall.. He whispered all of that
Wait if she’s.. He paused, standing in the lift … He had a plan, smirking Dad she won’t be able to get up if we take the lift up! She’ll be stuck down here! She can’t call the lift down unless someone takes it back down!(edited)
Wait if she’s.. He paused, standing in the lift … He had a plan, smirking Dad she won’t be able to get up if we take the lift up! She’ll be stuck down here! She can’t call the lift down unless someone takes it back down! (edited)
He thought for a second before checking the back of his mind, doing a record scratch …. He was sooooooo “smart” he forgot about where that hall goes too … Oh no- I..I forgot where that leaded-
Something seemed… off.. in his mind.. he felt like he’s done some things before… doing the same jobs over and over… …. Maybe… He’s connecting something… but what… now remembering that he was at the camp and then suddenly back in his office… he’s remembering some stuff … He then snapped.. he found out I…I can’t… die… He then smiled slightly Even if she kills me 100 times… I won’t let her get you.. okay..?(edited)
….That bitch… she killed 489…. Oh.. oh hell no. He took out his gauntlets again I will not accept this… I cannot. He slowly began to twitch.. of course.. like last time
Ted took the lift down to his office, glaring at it now... in disgust Ugh... I never cleaned this place? He fixed his own bag.. wait... he somehow knows how to clean This is disgusting... He began to clean the room, seeing the spiders he used to call "Friends" ...Fine.. you can stay. But this dust is disgusting...! How long have I been like this? He then cleaned the windows.. and.. soon enough his whole office was... clean!?
His voice even sounded different... more Italian accent is coming through his normal "American" accent Disgusting... He then cleaned his own computer, shaking his head while looking at his own computer being so disorganized
Ted went right back to his office, now beginning to… change who he really is.. clicking away at.. no not emails… he’s searching things up, putting his gauntlets on, then going out to the #equipment-storage for items…
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He then came back, setting the parts down, before going to a nearby closet.. grabbing some things within the closet, putting his reading glasses on… and got to work.. building what though… Mhm… mm… He paused, thinking for a moment, before going right back to work on the project
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Memories: 75%… the percentage is slowly rising while he’s doing his work.
Almost ready for The Omega Neutralization Program…
Ted finished his project.... along with his memories ...I remember now... He puts his machine on his desk ....No one knows that this whole place... is in danger.. He sat down in his chair ....Poor...Poor Delta... He closed his eyes ...
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...No wonder everyone's been just... hanging around... He mumbled It's making me sick... Monika being more and more like a brat.... Louie... is probably the only one who really cares about me... He leaned back in his seat ....We must help Delta... He knew exactly what to do, now silently preparing himself... changing his outfit of course
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Ted was now in a lab outfit, fixing his gauntlets under his sleeves ... They'll thank me later.. He mumbled Without me... they're all going to die. He then glared at his computer screen, going back to... wait.. HE'S NOT WORKING?! He's doing searching.... for himself... preparing for Omega
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He paused ... No wonder everyone's been so calm about this.. they have no idea... that this whole place... could just.. He snapped his fingers ....Should I tell them now though.... He thought .... We must take down the Ebony Queen... He then reached over to his project, slipping it onto his gauntlets, nodding slowly to himself
Ted then went through another slight change, taking off everything ... Later. I'll.. prepare later. Right now.. I should just.. He took a deep breath .... Relax.
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Lately all I've been thinking about is... Delta.. I just need to look out for myself...
15:45
*He took off his gauntlets, putting them in his bag, then walking out to #employee-cafeteria *
She frowns, standing in the dark with her arms crossed. Were- Were her eyes glowing blue?- "Dear God... So we're stuck in the dark now?" She jumped then covered her eyes. "ACK-"
the flashbang occurs again, this time staying as Ohmi goes through Ted's window and is now standing in the room. TED! TEDDY! Hey uh soooo all the lights are out... And its my fault, and I'm supposed to fix it buuuuuuuut i think i shorted out the power grid!....
....Ohmi... look at yourself.. He facepalmed You're made out of electricity... you definitely shorted the power grid....
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We have to fix this as soon as possible... He thought ... But how... it's not my job... He then looked at his Iwatch (that he made himself), typing into it Lets see...
First off we need to find something for you... He stopped typing So you can actually do your job.. He then began to type again Secondly... you need help doing that said job... I do know how to train you in this.. but first we have to do something about you breaking the grid... which might also come out of your paycheck..... He sweats
He nodded, typing into his watch Okay.. maybe a whole rubber suit... that might help.. or rubber gloves.... that would work too..
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He then clicked a button on his watch Okay.. so.. just sent a order for both of those...should be coming soon.. and... for learning... once those arrive... then... I'll teach you. Alright kid? Accidents happen..
A light approaches, casting Richard's form onto the opposite wall, standing behind him. As usual, his steps were silent. "Hello." Its usual, slightly whispery voice suddenly echoes in the room.
Suddenly, Ohmi bolts through the wall over to the electrical room, the resulting lightning bolt careening by File at Light-speed which flashbangs the hallway.
It steps in front of Richard. His hair, teeth, and cross glowed brightly. "Oh- well, there Ohmi goes. I suppose it was good to check the files I can access, if just to learn her name."
"Is that so? Well then!" She turned around, finally open her eyes and rubbing them. "The new electrician is bright... Really bright." She sarcastically remarks as she kissed Brownie's head.
"Its essence is... innocent. I..." Curiously, he holds Brownie, similar to how one would hold a baby. Soft, and warm. And... very small. Were all young beings this small? A small shock of pain hits his head, and it briefly remembers figures frolicking, and then some strewn across the ground. "She is... tiny." It firmly states. Of course, most things are tiny when you are over ten feet tall.
File's slightly unruly light-flame-stuff seem to just. instantly calm to the usual sparks at the small noise. "She is... rather cute." It's a good thing his tail wasn't out, or it might've been wagging.
Ted then sat down on the floor, setting up his flashlight to light up the room, then he slowly grabs a ball that they got from the pet store, smirking, then hearing Sonya say that WH- HEY!
Brownie: Soon as Brownie saw the ball, her little nub tail began to wag even faster
"A-ah..." File reaches out, slightly worried for the small creature. It was nice to see such a... light essence. Carefree, innocent. Like many young creatures.
He then looked at File She's fine! Puppies do that!
Brownie: Soon enough, Brownie perked back up, barking, and continuing onto her little run to the ball, when she got there, she jumped at it, her little body just squished into the ball, biting on said ball
.. Ted sweats I...I don't know how to teach her... d..does anyone know how to fix the... uh.. power- or train her-??
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Brownie is still going at the ball, soon enough the ball gets out of her grip, rolling away from her, Brownie chased after it, her little nub tall wagging
Ted shrugged, giving up on poor little electro baby, he then grabbed the ball, Brownie paused, Ted began to move the ball around, Brownie's little head is following the ball You wannntt itt?? GO GET IT! He threw it across the office, Brownie slowly doing her little run to go get the ball
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Ted took a deep breath Fuck it. I'm gonna go help her. Keep a eye on the dog.
File stands fully up, teeth fully showing. Its mouth would be in a deep frown. "Now, young lady. If you have a complaint you take it up with HR." He moves to stand in front of her, blocking the dog from view. "You do not go to the source, and threaten anything. You are an employee. Despite your age, you are working here, and you need to act as a worker before you act as immature as a child. There are no excuses; this dog is not yours to decide the fate of."
Sonya kissed Brownie's head, stroking her back. "I'm so sorry, baby... She's so mean and scary, isn't she?... Don't worry, we won't let her hurt you anymore..."
Ted then picked up Brownie from Sonya's arms, smiling, then putting the pup's collar and leach
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He then puts the little pup back down, testing to see if Brownie is good with walking, he tried walking down one of the halls with the pup.. so far it was pretty good Good girl..!!
Brownie: The little pup kept on eating the treat, then looking up at Monika, reacting slightly to the pets, thinking Monika might pick her up again, the pup then hid behind Ted’s leg
Brownie: ! Brownie began her little run to get the ball, tripping over her self… multiple times while doing so. But she got back up to do her little run
[Quickly arriving in the maintenance hall, Angelo scanned the hallways below him for Brownie... oh, there she was, curled up next to Ted! Adorable. Swooping down, tiny envelope in his beak, he quickly dropped the message down next to Ted, making sure not to accidentally drop it on the puppy. Another job well done! He zoomed off in the other direction to go fulfill the other two items on his mental to-do list.](edited)
[Inside is a small piece of fancy-looking paper with the following words scrawled upon it in a dark blue ink -
dear ted (employee 434),
monika wanted me to pass on the message that she will be taking brownie to starbucks tomorrow to get a pup cup!! technically she wanted me to give this message directly to brownie but considering that she is a dog i can't exactly do that hehe. hope you understand!! please talk to monika if you have any concerns about this message.
yours truly,
angelo
There's a little feather drawn next to Angelo's signature.](edited)
[Angelo finally arrives back in the maintenance area, package in tow. Finding Ted once more, he silently lands behind his chair as he types away on his computer. As he lands, he changes back into his humanoid form.] "Hiiii!! Got a delivery for ya!!" [Angelo chirps.]
W H- ?! Ted jumped up GESÙ CRISTO! He screamed in Italian, almost punching the poor bird lad as Ted got up from the chair, now frozen in place
Brownie: The little pup began her little squeak bark “attack”(edited)
[Angelo reflexively stepped back a bit to move out of the way of Ted's punch. He was still smiling, but his head wings drooped a bit.] "Ah, so sorry!! I didn't mean to scare you!!" [He raised his hands up in a sort of 'I'm-not-going-to-hurt-you' manner.]
[Angelo blinked. Ah, yeah, he could have knocked on the door. Apparently in his excitement to deliver the package he completely... forgot about that, seeing it was already open.] "No, no, don't apologize!! That was my bad - I shoulda knocked. I was a little too excited to get this package to you, I guess. Hehe." [Speaking of the package, he reached down into his satchel, pulling out the small-to-medium sized parcel wrapped in black paper. Smiling a bit sheepishly up at the man before him, Angelo held it outstretched towards Ted.] "Here it is!!"
[Angelo beams back at Ted before looking down at the tiny little dog that's currently yapping at him.] "Ah, hello there, Brownie!! I do sincerely apologize for scaring you... Hehe." [He crouches down to get a closer look.]
[Angelo smiles at the puppy before turning his head towards Ted again.] "She's awfully cute, y'know??" [He stands back up.] "Oh, before I go, I am gonna need a signature from you, hehe. Just as a formality~"(edited)
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[Angelo promptly fishes a clipboard out of his satchel with a piece of paper attached to it.](edited)
He grabs a pen off his desk, grabbing the clipboard.. and he wrote his name down.. and d e a r g o d… you cannot read his name at ALL… it’s literal chicken scratch. All you can barely see is the “T” in Ted
[Angelo, still smiling as always, looks down at the signature. Dear GOD. His expression does not falter despite his horror.] "Awesome, thank you!! By the way, if you didn't already see the signature on the package, I just wanted to let ya know that it's from File." [Angelo grins before he looks down at a nonexistent watch on his wrist.] "Oh, I'd better get going. See you around, Ted!!" [Angelo chirps. Within seconds, he's back in his bird form and flying out of the room and down the hallway.]
01:55
(gotta go fast...)
01:55
(also i need to go to bed and i want to deliver oli's letter DRUJIGJFIRTH)
He smiled Hm.. from File.. of course.. He laughed It’s for you isn’t it? He looked down at Brownie, who is now calmed down, Ted then sat on the floor next to Brownie Maybe.. or for me. Or both of us? One way to find out right?
Brownie: The little pup’s head tilted
Inside is a small, white collar, with a black leash, along with a small bandana with a checkerboard pattern and a nicely sized bone. It was odd how the bone fit, but it seems to belong to an animal. There is a small note. Do be sure the tiny one does not get harmed. I appreciate your letting me hold her, so I am gifting you these. ~File
Awww…. Ted smiled, looking down at Brownie Theres stuff for you in here! He took out the items, Brownie went right for the bone WOAH GIRL- okay… He laughed, going right to his phone, taking a picture of Brownie attacking the bone, then sending it to the group chat
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(@MAGICBUNNYSTAR )
TED’S PHONE STARTS BLASTING
- ?! He got snapped out of his puppy love state before panicking to pick up the phone, finally picking it up Y…YEAH?!(edited)
COMING.Ted slammed the phone down, hanging up, before screaming to himself internally, then getting Brownie all hooked up, before Ted got out of the office, sprinting there.. of course carrying his dog who still has the bone in her mouth
Zara
(Uoh! Vehry nice! Vhat an Intrasting zensation! Coughs ZHAT VAS NOT MEDICINE /ref) (edited)
Ted came back to his office, sitting down, Brownie wakes up, going over to him, Ted picked her up, before doing some emails on the computer with lil Brownie in his lap
rumbling could be heard from above, the pitter pattering of metal, someone is in the vents
Goddamnit… my back hurts so goddamn
the vent collapses
ARGH- fuck…
lurien gets up, covered in dust and dirt, she wipes herself off and cracks her back
I hope there’s no cameras in here
she slowly slinks down the maintenance hall
(GUESS WHAT TIME IT IS GUUUUUYSSS!! IT'S TED TIMMMMMEEEE!)
...
Annnnnd he's just at his desk... sitting there... checking his Gmail like he always does... at this point it's normal for the man to just.. print out things, putting them into a nice neat pile.. and check for more emails
Ted thought ...I guess I got to get these out.. Ted then stood up, putting the papers in his bag You can come with if you want.. Or you can keep a eye on..
Brownie: Bark!
...Her.
Ted smiled Okay.. theres just one thing though.. pay attention.. If you see me under a desk.. that means I'm working okay? No disturbing me while I work! That's the only rule.. okay?(edited)
Ted then took out the first piece of paper, checking the rooms Okay.. hm.. 204. He then puts it away, petting Brownie We'll be back girl! He then shut the huge metal door on the way out, before heading to the #200-wing
He then aims his own gauntlet at his head, the sparks begin to come out of the gauntlets Keep a eye on the chair! He pointed at his own chair in the room
Then... suddenly Ted is back in his chair, typing away at the computer, a blast of white light hits the man, and suddenly he turned around to face Faith See!?
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Theres- theres two Teds- One dead on the floor.... and the one in the chair