Now entering Jack's Office

[heroantagonist]

[It's a long ride up in the elevator. The floors passing you by start to merge together into a jumbled blur, leaving the whole experience altogether surreal and boring.

Eventually though, it ends. Finally, you're deposited in a yellow hallway, rows upon rows of computers on business desks encased in large glass windows. A disc-shaped cleaning bot handles the long stretch of hallway you march down, rumbling incessantly as it passes. More potted plants. More Hyperion logos, getting worse by the second-

And then you enter Jack's office.

The man (the myth, the legend) himself is probably behind his desk. So why don't you drop in and say hi? Just be mindful of the rules...]

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friday, week one

[apexredditor]

[ While the normal people are talking about hair dye parties and getting their meds, Simon spends the elevator ride up grumbling and glowering so that when he finally comes to the end of the hallway, he can shift into peak youth pastor mode and enter Jack's office with a friendly smile which definitely does not look like he's hiding a knife behind his back. (He isn't, but that's the vibe.) ]

So! I hear you're the guy around here to ask for nonessential supplies.

[heroantagonist]

Well, if that’s what the people are here for, then I guess that’s what I am.

[ Jack answers with a smile just as realistic as Simon’s (not very). But he’s just ever so grateful to see another face.]

… Actually, you say that but there’s been a lot of essential supply requests- but you didn’t hear that from me. Confidential and all that.

[apexredditor]

Oh, sure! What happens in this office stays in this office, right?

But, uh... are you gonna honor those? Just wonderin'.

[heroantagonist]

Oh, totally. Student/teacher confidentiality and all that. But… you know, people talk.

[and talk, and talk.]

You means the supply requests? I don’t see why not. You’re already in the lap of Hyperion luxury. We’ve given you the whole nine yards. And, as your instructor, I want to make this experience turn out as well as possible.

[apexredditor]

I meant the essential ones, but hey -- good to know. Anyway... I was hoping I could get some paint?

[heroantagonist]

Paints? What like arts and crafts junk?

[apexredditor]

[apexredditor]

Exactly like arts and crafts junk. Y'see, I've got these figurines I'd like to revamp, but I'm kinda out of luck when it comes to materials.

[heroantagonist]

[snrk]

Yeah, those “figurines” huh. Tell you what, you got me in a good mood. I’ll see if we have anything in the art department… soon as I see if we have one of those.

[apexredditor]

[ wait one fuckening second ]

Hey, I appreciate it. [ ... ] Uh, when you say "if we have one"...

[heroantagonist]

Weeeeell, the truth is that this place was originally an observation station before I turned it into the badass place you all now call home. So it wasn’t exactly big on crafts.

[apexredditor]

Can I ask what was being observed?

[heroantagonist]

The planet out there. Pandora.

Dirty little turd full of death and destruction that it is.