MESS HALL

[soulping]

You step into a large, spacious cafeteria. Seriously, it is huge, with tables lined up in rows pushed up against every wall. This area could easily seat hundreds of people. Maybe even a thousand.

There's a squished pear sitting in the middle of the room, too. Thanks Henwen.

There's a door on the other end of the room, but weirdly enough, it's already open! And a group of people dressed similarly to yourself are slowly beginning to shuffle through it. . .

((THE GROUPS ARE NOW TOGETHER please feel free to mingle with each other!))

Comments

[femmefailtale]

That you're asking that implies you had one too.

And that you didn't push it.

But no, we didn't.

[purrtylittlewires]

We didn't. It was at that point it clicked Control wasn't on the up and up.

Anyone who can make personalized buttons could push the button themselves and they had no reason to ask us to push it for them.

As was proven because then they were definitely the ones to drop our elevator.

[femmefailtale]

...Huh.

We didn't have ours drop, we just refused to drop yours. Somebody's cruising for a wedgie.

[purrtylittlewires]

They only dropped ours when we were going to break the hatch on the top so we didn't go down the hallway.

Tried to wedge the thing open, but it broke the IV stand.

[femmefailtale]

That'd be why. We didn't pull that.

[purrtylittlewires]

Yeah.

Which does mean the elevator shaft IS a way out.

[femmefailtale]

Well, we'll figure something out quickly enough. I'm sure of that.

[purrtylittlewires]

[Theirs might still be viable.]

We really should. Our minds could get wiped again.

[He's gonna take a look around the room.]