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 Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 10:23 pm
Hunters would get a strange text the following day, sometime during their lunch:TEXT FROM LABS Attention all Hunters, especially YOU trainees! Are you looking for EXTRA PAY? How about a bonus salary? Well, you are just in luck, as we are paying YOU. For each hour that you work with us in this entirely safe, status-effect free, absolutely guaranteed physical damage free environment, we will pay YOU $100. That's right a whopping $100 PER HOUR that you work. Come to station 6 at the Life Labs and ask for Job 2113a! OOC - Hunters can appear any time at station 6, which is close to both the interrogation room and the minipet labs. There seems to be only a couple of Hunters lounging nearby at a very small coffee station. Considering the coffee maker was humming and glowing blue, it was no wonder they were trying to feed it to any other Hunter or trainee that appeared nearby, clipboard in their hands as they took notes and sniggered. - OOC: Just have your Hunter arrive at STATION 6, and request for work! A tech will be with you soon, and hey, extra money is extra money. A hundred bucks an hour? That's pretty freaking ludicrous! - This DOES happen at the same time Killzone's ZENQUEST event is happening so if you are a part of zenquest, in terms of timezones you will not be able to post here.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 10:28 pm
The text was, for once, strangely welcome. Events of late had been downright depressing, and Wash was more than ready to leap at the chance to get out of the facility for a while. Plus, $100 an hour couldn't hurt. I mean, he fought a tentacle monster in Antartica...how bad could this be?
As he approached, he noticed the coffeemaker. The blue glow was weird, but the delicious, nutty aroma lured him in against his better judgement.
"Hey man, is that vanilla roast? You got enough for an extra cup?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 10:33 pm
Deryk couldn't help but feel there was something up with the text. It sounded like some sort of scam, but at the same time, he couldn't help but go check it out anyway. And so he showed up at station six. If anything, it might be a nice distraction from the things plaguing him at the moment. He wasn't feeling so great about himself or the way things were going around here as of late.
"Uh.. Hi," he greeted those inside while eyeing the coffemaker with interest.
It's been awhile since he had good coffee.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 10:43 pm
Money?
a PAID mission?
"...Whats the catch." A voice said out loud as a woman approached the meeting area, staring at the coffee maker curiously. "...Are we to play lab rats with radioactive coffee now?" Why the hell was it glowing blue?
Was that the catch? Drink something, how ever many hours you DONT end up dying you get paid for?
Was Ceres suspicious? Naw.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 10:44 pm
"Oh hey, more test subj-oof!" Clipboard eye glared at non-clipboard girl's elbowing. "What was that for, I almost spilled this new batch of sa- ack!"
The girl smiled sweetly. Or well, as sweetly as one could behind lab goggles. "Here try one, it's free on us." OOC Anyone arriving can help themselves to a FREE cup of coffee!
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 10:46 pm
Staring at her phone all the way down to station 6, Madeline only shoved it into her jean pocket when the place came into sight. Anyways, it wasn't like she couldn't put her training and endless reading on hold for a few hours for extra pay. Who could say no to 100$ after all? And maybe if she bought Ami a few new books the girl would lighten up to her a bit more.
( You're going to resort to bribing her? )
No, Madeline scoffed indignantly, wriggling her way into station 6 and peering with open amusement at the glowing blue coffee maker. "Is that safe, boys?" She asked, taking a few steps closer to stare at it, even though she refused to drink anything that the machine tried to spit out. After a few moments, she rolled her eyes, rocked back on her heels, and crossed her arms. "Nevermind." Because really, could anything in Deus be considered safe?
There seemed to be a few others around, but Madeline just tossed them a two fingered wave if she caught their glance before turning back to the techs. What was this about work? She couldn't wait to find out. Maybe.
"I heard theres some extra work here?" She piped up, and then when Ceres spoke, gave her a glance that said she was thinking the exact same thing, probably less concerned about the catch and how much money she could make. Greedy? Just a little.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 10:56 pm
When the text arrived, Wilson had been secretly hoping it wasn’t another horrible mission. He scrolled through the message. At first it seemed innocent enough, appealing even. But by the time he got to the middle portion of the message he was already furrowing his brows as he tried to weigh the pros and cons of showing up to the station. In the end, curiosity got the best of him. Plus, $100 per hour was pretty whopping high as far as he could tell. He had a fair amount of cash saved up, but a good stringed instrument was pretty expensive.
Hands in his pockets, he wandered over to the station and glanced at the few familiar faces already there. He looked at the coffee machine and stared when he realized it was glowing blue. The humming was fine. That was normal. The glowing? Uhhhh… Before one of the lab techs could offer him a cup he zoomed over to Madeline’s side. He figured there was safety in numbers, right? Even from suspicious coffee. “Hey!” Wilson watched the other trainees, waiting for one of them to take the first cup of coffee because it sure wasn’t going to be him. Not willingly, at least.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 11:00 pm
Wash eagerly grabbed a cup and helped himself. He breathed in the rich aroma before hesitantly sipping, more than happy to imbibe without creamers or sugar.
"Mmmmm. Oh, hey, Deryk, right?" He moved aside, nursing his cup and savoring it, to give the other hunters a chance at a free cup of joe.
"Hey Wilson, and - sorry, ma'ams, I don't believe we've met."
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 11:06 pm
"Ceres." She called her name out as Wash grabbed at the cups and in a round about way asked her name.
"Though i must say...if you sprout a second head i might laugh a little." Though the prospect of the coffee was curious, curious enough she too grabbed a glass and sniffed at it. Would they really poison them?
Answer: Yes, yes they would. But.... on the slight chance they wouldnt... "Well here's to a possible splitting headache." She took a small sip.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 11:27 pm
Wilson's arrival was a welcome sight, as Madeline was sure that this procedure was probably not innocent, and not status-effect free, and if the lab techs were going to make her suffer, she was going to suffer with someone else. "Hey, you." She said, bumping his shoulder fondly with a fist. "Any idea what we're in for?" She asked, crossing her arms over her stomach and watching as the other two in the room started sipping at the coffee.
Waving a hand at Wash and Ceres, Madeline smiled, tilting her head and waiting to see if the coffee could be deemed safe. "Madeline." She blinked and pointed her finger at the coffee. "Is it good coffee?"
Maybe she was just a little curious.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 11:33 pm
A quick text with too good to be true words appeared on Hazel's phone. $100 per hour? She would be stupid if she didn't take this opportunity! ... right?
Hazel arrived to Station 6 with a stupidly optimistic grin on her face. She glanced around the station and began heading towards the other hunters. "Hey," she waved cheerfully to the mingling peeps before turning her attention to something glowing blue.
"MMMmmmmm coffeeeeee?" she said as she hung her head out like a turtle and snapped her body to the coffee maker. "Never tried blue flavored coffee before. Is it new?" Hazel helping herself to a cup. She took a forceful inhale of the aroma and finally drank the coffee down.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 11:41 pm
"Yeah, Deryk's the name," the trainee nodded before taking a cup of coffee and downing it pretty much in one gulp.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 12:12 am
"Oh wait." The clipboard tech eyed them suspiciously. "You're here for that job? Not the test- OUCH GOD. STOP IT."
Said other tech was currently holding a flaming Bunsen burner in one hand a a bubbling coffee concoction in the other. A small but steady stream of black and light blue smoke was emitting from the beaker-concoction. "Just tell them where to go already."
"Fine. God. I think Terry's down there anyway, down that hallway. Just talk to the guy that looks like the janitor, he'll give you details on the job." A pause and then a very loud side-whisper. "He's covered in poop."OOC - Terry is standing just down the hallway, indeed covered in poop, wearing a pair of high rubber boots and a mop that is...... extremely disgustingly brown. He beams as he sees fresh faces coming his direction. This.. this can't be the job... right? - ANYONE CAN STILL JOIN THE RP. ENJOY.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 12:24 am
Wash raised his eyebrows at the ChemKit: Coffee Edition. Before he could really begin to wonder what he was drinking, however, the tech finished his little informative speel.
Poop.
He choked on a mouthful of 'coffee', sputtering.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 12:30 am
Ariane liked the conditions stated in the text, even if she knew - just knew - that they were probably going to end up doing something that goes against everything in that text. However, in favor of cash, she had cornered Jude, and was already thinking of ways to take this money from her peer... Because sharing is caring, and while her stuff is hers, your stuff is hers too.
After dragging Jude out of his room - she had threatened to take nude photos of him and post them up on twitter - she managed to get him to the meeting room, leading him in through the door with her hand on his a**.
"See, that wasn't too bad."
Her hand went pat pat pat on his butt.
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