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[Phone call! To the whole town! Except the drones and the usual meddling authority figures. The call is in a moderately hushed tone, but he's easily understandable.]
So, I see that there are many new people, and you may count yourselves as lucky as you can in this place because Dist the Rose is here to take care of you all. I'm sure you've been informed as to the basics of Mayfield, but I've put together a lovely little primer for just this kind of occasion, giving you all of the details you need to bring you fully up to speed, including the most important things that have been inflicted upon us since the first of us can remember arriving here. If you would like to be informed, then come to the library to pick up a copy. If you can't find it, ask any drone where it is, they'll be able to tell you. Look for a gorgeous man with pale hair; someone as extraordinary as myself will stand out.
[And, just a little louder but no so much so that he's quite up to normal talking level.]
And be sure to pick up your free library card! Knowledge is power and all that.
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[And there Dist will be, flitting about, stacking things and shelving things and generally keeping himself busy. He'll also be available to assist anyone who just so happens to be in the library themselves, though every so often he'll have to stop and sit to rest a bit, possibly get down a granola bar outside the view of the head librarian. He can't fit his chair through the door, let alone down the aisles of books, so he's walking everywhere and carrying things and with his condition this tires him out quickly.]
So, I see that there are many new people, and you may count yourselves as lucky as you can in this place because Dist the Rose is here to take care of you all. I'm sure you've been informed as to the basics of Mayfield, but I've put together a lovely little primer for just this kind of occasion, giving you all of the details you need to bring you fully up to speed, including the most important things that have been inflicted upon us since the first of us can remember arriving here. If you would like to be informed, then come to the library to pick up a copy. If you can't find it, ask any drone where it is, they'll be able to tell you. Look for a gorgeous man with pale hair; someone as extraordinary as myself will stand out.
[And, just a little louder but no so much so that he's quite up to normal talking level.]
And be sure to pick up your free library card! Knowledge is power and all that.
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[And there Dist will be, flitting about, stacking things and shelving things and generally keeping himself busy. He'll also be available to assist anyone who just so happens to be in the library themselves, though every so often he'll have to stop and sit to rest a bit, possibly get down a granola bar outside the view of the head librarian. He can't fit his chair through the door, let alone down the aisles of books, so he's walking everywhere and carrying things and with his condition this tires him out quickly.]
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Date: 2011-02-21 08:58 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-02-21 09:20 pm (UTC)[His tone is rising; he no longer cares that he's in a library and will probably be reprimanded for shouting later.]
The next chance I get to pick it up is by a megalomaniac who wants to kill everyone in the world. But, you know what? I don't care! Because then my life's work won't have come to nothing. He's the one who thought he wanted what's best, by the way; replace the population with replicas of their originals to break a prophesy people seem incapable of deviating from. Of course he's stopped, I'm tossed in jail by the man who killed my professor, I figure out that everything I'd worked for was impossible and a waste of my time, and then I'm brought here, to be tortured and humiliated at will!
So you tell me! What's left for me to hope for?!
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Date: 2011-02-21 10:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-21 10:25 pm (UTC)Forgiving myself? That doesn't even make sense.
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