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Who: Anyone
When: Day 1, evening
Where: Anywhere
What: MINGLE

[Okay but WHY ARE THE SPRINKLERS ON in the foyer and all along the central corridors?]

[They're just ... going to keep going. And going. And going, for just over half an hour, until there are some nice puddles all over the floors.]

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[ This Instructor can be found having a staredown with one of the classroom televisions. The themesong to Spongebob Squarepants is blaring, and Dash looks torn between running away and stabbing the damn thing. ]

Who lives in a ... the hell is a pineapple? What is this?

... I don't know, and I don't want to know.

[CAN I GO TURN THIS OFF]

[ YES YOU SURE CAN ]

Oh, you killed it.

I can turn it back on if you particularly hate yourself.

Gods no.

[ Cautiously approaching this ... contraption?? creature?? ]

Just leave it alone, then.

[ Oh hey there's a cable ]

[ FOLLOWING THE CABLE ]

Take it y'know what this weird device thingie is, then.

It's called a TV. It's what people normally use when they want to see someone dressed like you.

[ Very casually flips her off, tyvm, as she yanks the cable out of the socket. ]

So, what are you doing here?

Explorin', mostly. Never know what you'll find tucked away in old drawers or dusty corners.

No, I meant... here in general. I thought you were saving your team, like me, but it seems like that can't be.

... Now ain't that a personal question to kickstart the conversation.

[ Straightens up, ending the movement with an almost cat-like stretch. ]

I've never been very good at tact. You can ask Bluebird and Spark.

Might wanna learn some before it comes back to bite ya.

Oh, probably. But I also figured you for the type to appreciate directness over beating around theppoint.

This has gotta stop.

[ HOW DO I MAKE THIS STOP. ]

Then stop it.

[ IDK MAN... ]

How?!

C'mon, lady! Help me figure this out.

I'm not familiar with these things.

It was already on when I got here.

Is it alive? What if we stab it?

[ Circling this strange ... thing ... ]

[ Eyeing it from a comfortable distance. ]

It is speaking to us.

About freakin' pants.

[ Oh, here's a cable. Prodding it with her boot. ]

I think it may be the name to the yellow thing inside of it.

[ cocking her head to one side as she sees a pink thing start speaking to it. ]

Do you think it ate those things?

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