Larry quickly returns and assists in finishing the cleanup.
(5) You make it back to work promptly, before the end of the break, and fall right back into the rhythm of the job.
"NO! It can't be! This was my favorite mop! It was my 18th designated birth anniversary present!!!"
NOOOO!!! This was my best mop! Try to fix it! I MUST CLEAN! Without my trusty mop, how will I purificate these corrupted and defiled floors? Find some tape and fix my mop!
(5) Thankfully, in your janitors' kit, you find a small vial of StrongBond, an adhesive foam. You apply it to one end of the broken mop, and attach the other end. The foam expands and covers up the crack. It's as good as new. Thank goodness.
Try and compete at wall building with the worker machines, see if my self-realised will can overcome their programmed automation. In short, race them.
(6) (5+1 for relying on human will and gumption.) You are a force of nature - bricks and sealant fly in a whirlwind of determination and progress. You....You've built an entire wall?!? Surveying your work, satisfied, you suddenly black out.
Watch the guy freaking out about braking his mop for a few seconds then return to scrubbing the floor.
(3) You're suddenly distracted by this guy, to the point where you continue to watch after he goes back to his job. You are reminded to return to your work by a sudden, sharp electrical
reminder from your wristcomm.
> Head for the information hall.
(4) You arrive at the information hall. Your coworker, Citizen 3020780, a short, stout woman with chestnut hair, comments that you're not scheduled to work today. You know the biology books are upstairs, in wing 7E. It's lumped in with the anatomy section and the geology section. With the advancement of cybernetic enhancements, and the death of nature, people are a lot less interested in things made of the earth, whether plant, animal or mineral.
Meh, just the normal monday thoughts, continue working and being anti-social
(1) Numbly, you scrub the floor. You don't care about people. You don't care about what they think of you, and you know people don't care for you, either. This doesn't matter to you. Not even a little.
So why are you crying all of a sudden?
JANITORSYou all watch as the bricklayer collapses to the ground. What do you do?
Jeremiah, you wake up (you think you're awake now) in a place you've never seen anything like before - a wide, expansive forest. You've only heard about trees, about grass, but now you're surrounded by it. It's almost terrifying at first. What do you do?
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Topic: Roll to Hope [6/6] {TURN 4} (Read 4006 times)