i) i'm new and what is this In the hallway, engaged in a rather one-sided conversation with Pam from HR, there's a New Hire you wouldn't have met yet. She's got that wide-eyed, slightly glazed look generally found on people who have been thrown way too much information and not enough time to comprehend it, but she's trying gamely to keep with Pam's endless stream of unhelpful exposition.
"So that's your password to the employee intranet, and you can change posting modes by clicking the icon in the upper left -"
New Girl is looking at her comm, clearly still stuck on wait, what's an intranet.
"And if you take the elevator down that way, right in between the security cameras, you can get to the dorms where you'll be staying. You should be able to meet some of the others there, it's such a shame you didn't arrive in time for the welcome party -"
New Girl is trying to find a place to cut in and ask a question, but Pam runs at a mile a minute and doesn't even stop to breathe, let alone take input from the other half of the conversation. Pam doesn't stop, in fact, when the alert warnings start going off, so much as she raises her volume a notch or two to make sure she's still being heard.
"- and if we're in an alert, I need to get back down to my department, but if you have any questions I'm sure your fellow New Hires can help you! Welcome aboard!"
And just like that, Pam is gone, and the new lady is left standing in the corridor, blinking in confusion. "Wait, but what about -"
Help?
g) clobberin' time This is a room full of weird things that don't make sense, which makes it exactly like every other room in this place, as far as Oichi is concerned, but there's a particularly high number of large boxy things with flashing lights, and nobody's even made a halfassed attempt to explain what they do or what they're for.
Nobody's actually explained what she's supposed to do with them, either, but one of the drones has just shoved a bat into her hands, so here she is: a pretty, petite type who looks like she wouldn't hurt a fly, holding a baseball bat and facing down a copier that won't stop making some very weird noises.
She glances at the drones, because there only seems to be one obvious use of a big club for this, and being brought in just to break things seems bizarre. "Are you sure?"
The drone pantomimes swinging the bat downwards, and Oichi frowns, but nods. And brings the bat down with crushing force and precision, right in the middle of the display screen. There's a sickening crunch.
She is clearly a lot better at smashing things than her appearance might imply.
i) wildcard me? (Throw me a curveball, that's cool too. I'll swap to brackets if that's what you prefer!)
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In the hallway, engaged in a rather one-sided conversation with Pam from HR, there's a New Hire you wouldn't have met yet. She's got that wide-eyed, slightly glazed look generally found on people who have been thrown way too much information and not enough time to comprehend it, but she's trying gamely to keep with Pam's endless stream of unhelpful exposition.
"So that's your password to the employee intranet, and you can change posting modes by clicking the icon in the upper left -"
New Girl is looking at her comm, clearly still stuck on wait, what's an intranet.
"And if you take the elevator down that way, right in between the security cameras, you can get to the dorms where you'll be staying. You should be able to meet some of the others there, it's such a shame you didn't arrive in time for the welcome party -"
New Girl is trying to find a place to cut in and ask a question, but Pam runs at a mile a minute and doesn't even stop to breathe, let alone take input from the other half of the conversation. Pam doesn't stop, in fact, when the alert warnings start going off, so much as she raises her volume a notch or two to make sure she's still being heard.
"- and if we're in an alert, I need to get back down to my department, but if you have any questions I'm sure your fellow New Hires can help you! Welcome aboard!"
And just like that, Pam is gone, and the new lady is left standing in the corridor, blinking in confusion. "Wait, but what about -"
Help?
g) clobberin' time
This is a room full of weird things that don't make sense, which makes it exactly like every other room in this place, as far as Oichi is concerned, but there's a particularly high number of large boxy things with flashing lights, and nobody's even made a halfassed attempt to explain what they do or what they're for.
Nobody's actually explained what she's supposed to do with them, either, but one of the drones has just shoved a bat into her hands, so here she is: a pretty, petite type who looks like she wouldn't hurt a fly, holding a baseball bat and facing down a copier that won't stop making some very weird noises.
She glances at the drones, because there only seems to be one obvious use of a big club for this, and being brought in just to break things seems bizarre. "Are you sure?"
The drone pantomimes swinging the bat downwards, and Oichi frowns, but nods. And brings the bat down with crushing force and precision, right in the middle of the display screen. There's a sickening crunch.
She is clearly a lot better at smashing things than her appearance might imply.
i) wildcard me?
(Throw me a curveball, that's cool too. I'll swap to brackets if that's what you prefer!)